I've visited this ocean many times,
The wind here its always so subtle,
It's neither exhilarating nor liberating,
It's soft, encouraging and endless,
I've watched the sunset many times,
And it never fascinated me until now,
It reminds me of my mistakes,
As though the heat emitted echoed mine,
It appears to be drowning, but it isn't,
It's simply showing us what we're are willing to see,
Or what I wanted to see through narrow slits,
I've run my hand through course grass,
Appreciating its edges, dryness and texture,
It is a  tranquil night, this one,
By the weeping ocean,
Across an illuminated seashore,
Veiled by the warmth of obscurity,
With the flickering twinkle of stars,
This narcotic drug intoxicates my soul,
And strong winds gushes forth my yearning skin,
This height, a bounding fear, taunts me,
While this chirping slowly increases,
Witnessing, perhaps, a reckless deed,
My young soul, oblivious of its aftermath,
As snippets rush to my forefront,
My young soul, settles for its ending,
Surrendering, to its conclusions.
~Dreamer
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