Oh the waves.
Those waves that keep approaching
like a wooer who has been rejected many times
yet comes and goes without giving up

Oh see the waves.
Those waves that happily come to me
as if I were a shore they want to make wet

Oh just look at the waves.
Those waves that sometimes drown me
with attention. I feel relaxed.
Relaxed. Breathing fresh air. Feeling drizzles
Water on my legs as slowly drags me in.
Then I realize I want to run away.
Escape. Go somewhere dry. Somewhere
where I can see the waves

Those waves.
Those waves.

Those waves that attract me so much
Yet the very same that I must keep my distance from

before it’s too late.