Your true mother will always be the sea.
She, who created you in her image, with such stunning and endless beauty.
Soft rich clays from her depths, in a place where its warm, is where she made you where you were born.
Molded from that fiery clay perfectly sculpted and shaped,
skin made of the softest silt bed also you were adorn.
Inside your chest beating strong as she,
the heart of the ocean is yours.
With its pulsing tides,
it pushes life through your veins sending your form fluidly into motion,
from the deep it pulls forth to you a cascading pool of emotions.
On the surface your spirit now floats free,
you drift on her currents while she rocks you to sleep.
As you wake and witness your very first dawn, through eyes imbued of liquid blue,
these too, she made just for you.
A drop of water she took, one from each of her tranquil seas,
she placed them lovingly,
around two tiny black pearls collected from somewhere far beneath,
swirled them all together around those little black spheres,
until in them she captured the essence of her existence,
an unimaginable beauty so undeniably pure.
In all of creation never will anything compare.
Looking out now across the morning horizon you can only imagine what life will be.
Full of hope, in a world so new,
with all of the gifts she made just for you!

But you I believe, she made for me...

My heart has always belonged to her,
always has it been, just the sea and me.
She was my first real love,
She was my first true home the place where always I could go and find peace.
She was my best friend, my love, my everything!
I lay on her shores day after day while her playful waves kissed my feet.
I glide through her waters so warm and carefree and pour into her my heart giving her all that is me, it was just us two just me and the sea.
Still, somehow she knew,
no mater how happy I may have seemed,
every night I left her and I went to bed lonely,
Waiting for morning to come,
only able to see her in my dreams.
So for years she thought and she decided her fate,
one day she would give her life and from herself you she would create.
So on the day you came to be,
she sacrificed her life to set herself free.
Free into you.
To roam on land,
Where never before could she move passed the sand.

One day as I lay upon the beach, a wave came and away it swept me.
With her gentle embrace I heard her whisper in my ear,
“don’t worry I’ll keep you safe while I have you here.”
So I lay relaxed as her currents carried me far away,
all the while drifting I can hear her say,
“don’t worry my love I will carry you safe,
soon you will know for the first time my true face.
I’ll carry you swiftly across the seas,
just close your eyes and you will soon wake where I mean you to be.”
I did as I was told and I let my mind fall free,
as I drift on her currents, she rocks me to sleep.
In the early morning I awaken to find I have drifted so far there is nothing in sight.
No land, no birds, no not even fish,
to the end of the world I must have drift.
But then, on the horizon I see,
a bright spark of blue in the golden morning light,
and in my ear she whispers telling me “go.”
I swim as fast as I can to the distant sight,
towards the unknown.
Soon a figure comes into view as closer I approach.
Almost to you, now I see,
unbelievably in front of me stands an angel on the sea.
One final time her voice calls to me
“Take her hand for she is my daughter.
She is made of the sea, all of the best parts of me.
Never again, not for a single moment,
will you ever have to be lonely.
My last gift to you who has loved me so true.
Love her as you have loved me and forever I am with you!”
And with those last words I took her hand into mine,
and as we looked for the first time,
into the others eyes,
We found in them the love we shared
Our love for eachother that came from the Sea!

She used to look at me that way
the way shes now looking at her.
She tries to hide her smiles but the corners of her lips and that gleaming sparkle in her eyes betray her lies.

We used to talk all night about everything under the sky, about both of our lives. We’d kiss till our tongues could no longer tell, to which of us they belonged. Now the only time her tongue is twisted and tied is when she talks to her.
When did I become obsolete? When did us and we become I and me? So much time seems to have passed, lost in her beautiful eyes a lifetime gone just in that first moment we met. but time, it seems has actually slipped by much to fast, one blink of an eye and its gone in a flash. How do I get it all back?

Now my eternity belongs to her, with her long dark hair and her girlishly good looks. That soulful sound she makes when she opens her mouth. I cant compete, I wouldn’t even know how...?
Her voice carries more than words to her ears, as she sits and listens to her sing all the while watching her so intently while she plays. She used to look at me that way.
When she looks at me now its never more than a quick glance. Her looks of boredom and dissatisfaction remind me, that for me there is no chance. My time came and went, I’ve used all of what I had. Now she looks at her with hidden smiles and hidden thoughts as she turns back the hands of her clock. My clock isn’t like hers with no hands to turn back or button to reset, My time only goes forward it moves without pause and without rest and my time with her may already be at its end. As I sit here and look at her still in the same way I always have, I know in my heart that now things may never be the same because she used to look at me that way!

I had a love that wouldn’t love me.
She told me she wanted to,
But wouldn’t allow her heart to fall or be free.
She wouldn’t let me break down any of her walls.
No matter how hard I tried never did they fall.
So I made my way up, in search of her heart.
I stumbled and I tripped, every step of the way I fell.
I fell deeper into the love that is her.
And there at the top is where I stay, standing, searching, for her.
Her, who is so perfect, so beautiful and true.
She is the light that illuminates my world into view.
She is the fire that burns warm inside of my soul, where once was nothing but emptiness and an unbearable cold.
In her eyes I see my whole universe reflected back through Crystal blue pools, clear and so very deep, she hides from me there.
I’ve searched tirelessly across the vast depths, never finding the faintest glimmer of the stars I once thought I knew so well, the stars that every day I saw as deeper I fell.
Her stars were my guide when all seemed lost. I tried to hold on to their light at every cost.
All I needed was a look into those beautiful blue eyes, I would be home. Home, seems now, like a distant memory from another life. Home is where one day I had hoped she’d become my wife.
Home was her laughter and the beat of her heart.
The smell of her hair as I lay holding her in the dark.
The color of her skin, as through the open windows the moon dances it sliver light upon her face. Never again will I know this place. Never again will my home be in her space.
I long to return there but I fear the journey has been lost.
For all my efforts and my little triumphs, seems now, it was all for naught. Whats the point of love when still all of it is not enough?
Now all alone im drifting, aimlessly in the void.
Endlessly black with no hope in sight, no signs of life or stars to guide. I drift and listen, tryin in the dark to find her voice. Here I will drift forever as I hope and I pray, that I will find her again and that she will Love me one day.