I am the land, you are the sea
You caress me.
Around my edges
Gently do you touch me
Washing your feelings up on my shore line
I feel your gentle touch.
But we can disagree
And I will rise up penetrating
Through your clear ocean
Fiery words bubble up
Each touching
Cooling
Hardening
Releasing steam,
You in your anger
Erode
Wash away
Take me in to your depths
After we are calm
Not as before
For we have changed
For the better or worse
We will have to wait and see
You are my ocean gently
Caressing me,
I am the land
you erode me,
flow over me,
We make each other compete
We are different,
But we match perfectly.