Falling in Love
Rollick Frolic rush,
father's boat, a hint on high,
Mother's hand in prayer,
calling sobriquets to sea,
Boys' gazing through corners of the eye.
The boy grew to find,
waves playful with the morning sun,
This beach became his kingdom,
Then sea full of envy conspired,
Washed away all castles before eyes.
Beyond water what it hides,
Deceptive, secretive as can be,
she is very deep,
He'd tasted her salt,
Had her floods, known each storm.
With adolescence wiped out,
there stood a man,
his fury sculpted by the gentle wind,
Waves so mellow touched,
Calling out his soul to rhinal tone.
I love this sea,
and it loves me so,
As I run to embrace it,
Letting loose each tassel,
it too runs towards me.
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