The Arms Of The Ocean

It was as if the ocean had arms that drug me in. Much like the Devil pushing us to sin. The water engulfs & cradles the soul and to sleep it's sounds shall gently lull. The arms of the ocean are a river in me. I find the signs and clues to who I wish to be.

 Your eyes gleam like the water, crystal blue. I keep my heart a safe distance, without a single clue.  Our dreams and memories keep me hanging on, I truly cannot imagine my life on the day you are gone. Waves of your love attack me, continuously pounding, in a pattern I cannot recognize, the sets are rebounding. 

The sun has great power, with it's energy flowing. After hours It leaves our skin tan, brilliant and glowing. But Is a break from the burn to much to ask? Take off you're plastic smiles, take off you're mask. Hiding from them, is common as a grain of sand, but why from me? I promise  a day shall come when we will flee from reprimand. 

Your are as the ocean is, deep and beautiful with parts still unknown. I tell you now, it is at the hip that we are sown. You are a beautiful disaster, awaiting relief, I only wish I could bring it faster.