Ode+to+the+Ocean

Ode To The Ocean

I sit by the Window and Mourn the Sea Not for its Death, but for its Distance from Me How I cannot run my Hands through Dark, Cool Waves Like a man who from Thirst the Water Saves Nor can I stare into the Dark, Glimmering Deep Whose Dancing Lights haunt Bitter Sleep The Loss of my Ocean hurts where None can see The same place where Poe Mourns his Annabelle Lee

She is both Life and what Life Depends on A sweeping Mystery I find myself cast Upon Vibrant Perfection, reflecting others Beauty Making them all the Fairer, letting them See Truly The Ocean is Everlasting and Ever-Present A Proximity whose Falseness I always Lament Devil Damn me if for no Other Reason I cannot Hold myself from my Heart's own Treason

The Ocean swirls beneath me, my only Foundation It's Warm, Loving Depths my Eternal Salvation In her arms Time does Rest while I do so in Turn The Sea's Soft Embrace my only concern Centuries can pass in One Moment's Bliss When my lips taste Sweet Water's Kiss God give me Nothing if you cannot find me a Place On the Coast where I can see her Sun-Touched Face