To See the Sea

Through the crowds and traffics Rumors about how to get near you like waves after waves Hope to come closer to hear you breathing to see you streaking in the sun Your body is gleamed with silver like countless fish scales dancing around Boats and nets are on the shore eyes wide open, irresistible to your fatal attraction You are a thick book full of memories of the rocks and a pearl’s spoony waiting days Tides come and go whispering shallow songs Time is the anchovies in your embrace shaking out a salty taste