Chosen

I am not where you think I am,
I am not so very far away.
All the places you have yet to visit;
you will find me.
Come closer, take my hand and
lead me into your wildest dreams.
Speak to me with silence;
with your fingers only.
I hear all the words you wish to say;
with my skin.
Only longing will separate the space
between us.
For you have a wild soul to
set fire to the ocean...
and it chose me.