Oceanic
>> May 30, 2010
Your love is that of sea.
You love mountains
So your words echo,
the ones you say.
And for the silence, it's turbulent.
It comes in waves and I taste salt.
There are moments when we differ.
We all do.
Your anger comes in waves, dive and burst.
You say I am oceanic.
My emotions have no end
but one must explore; you do.
For the times you have waited for me
to call your name,
I have been busy keeping your memories
in the heart of the ocean.
You have asked,
Have you been restless, ever?
I have only tried.
Depth is a burden at times.
You will never know.
The times I have cried and called your name,
I was too deep.
I am blue.
SoUmY@
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So your words echo,
the ones you say.
And for the silence, it's turbulent.
It comes in waves and I taste salt.
There are moments when we differ.
We all do.
Your anger comes in waves, dive and burst.
You say I am oceanic.
My emotions have no end
but one must explore; you do.
For the times you have waited for me
to call your name,
I have been busy keeping your memories
in the heart of the ocean.
You have asked,
Have you been restless, ever?
I have only tried.
Depth is a burden at times.
You will never know.
The times I have cried and called your name,
I was too deep.
I am blue.
SoUmY@