Sea

I dissipate into empty gas,

Empty and alone , yet I fill all of you.

A street light; I show the way ,made of brass.

A dark and thick infested tunnel that you, must go through,

And reach the shore of your passion.

the waves hit harder yet you feel their ardour.

You harvest the waves , in a careful fashion.

We all reach this , you and I.

To finish a piece and another and die.

I wait for the waves to take me to sea.

I wait for the waves to set me free.