So salty blue.
Your shells chattering away
As they scrape against sand and dew.
O’ Ocean, must you look away?
My eyes are set on you.
Gulls screech above this mind.
But ocean, my eyes are set on you.
O’ Ocean, could you for once
Just let me stay here.
I could be with you always.
I could live on the pier!
O’ Ocean, lovely scene.
Your beauty oh so bright.
Underneath a blanket of stars,
My body falls for the night.
.Alyss.
2.8.11
2.8.11
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