How can it be so hard to simply say:
"I feel so happy, please never go away."

Smash my bones against the rocks,
peel my skin away.
Take my matter on the tide;
One thing alone should stay.

The fossils jest and mock my life,
but leave this one part whole.
Their wicked mistress ocean,
can never have my soul.

Her hate and fear know not she,
who's gentle as a pond;
whose surface may be jagged,
is calm down to the ground.

She wants not to break a heart,
just join two together.
She knew now well enough,
to leave them perfect weather.

A salmon tear spawned upstream,
and trickled down my cheek.
An empty promise, a broken dream;
a vow kept too weak.

A salmon tear spawned upstream,
drifted down the creek.
With the crowd, against its will,
nothing left to seek.

An ocean beckoned the new-spawned tear.
a billion drops just like it.
A distant hope that seemed so near,
futile would it be to fight it.

When tears mixed tears ,
from frowns came grins.
Sadness sang for joy,
it sang a hymn, true from within,
tale of girl and boy.

She sits and is majesty;
her words chiming bones on a breeze
that chills the skin and warms the heart.

She sits within reach,
and yet is unattainable, untouchable.
She tempts, teases, unknowing.

Who dare she be,
that with such profound beauty in her,
is locked like gates wide open.

My arms outstretched cannot reach hers folded,
a helpless struggle for a lost cause.

Then a pulsating moment stops, and breathes a sigh,
never moving on with time.