May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall... to feel youall i have to dois breathe.

my dear,we are all made of water. it's okay to rage. sometimes it's okay to rest. to recede.

tread carefullyinto my life, my dear.the currents are strong.you will get lostin this warm oceanof my skin.

If my life were a fragrance, it would smell like the sea.

she's gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.

the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.