• Salty .
    Is the air .
    Chilly.
    Is the breeze.
    The waves.
    With the power ..
    I want to seize.
    Another world.
    Is beyond my reach.
    A force of nature.
    That I cannot breach.
    My curiosity.
    Is great , almost..
    Uncontrollable.
    My impatience .
    Is never.
    Unnoticeable.
    I want the blue..
    to engulf me.
    but not make me drown.
    Thinking its out of my reach..
    Causes a slight frown .
    The wind.
    It whistles.
    Whispering to me.
    I want to become one.
    With the sea.