The sun rises it kisses the Oceans edge It caresses upon each Lip Gently it silhouettes Touching, Delicately, Radiance, Warming the surface Moving ever more over this Endless Motion, like pure thought One exists For moments with the other, Stretching its form upon each, Lucid colours form A mixture of Cold, Warmth, Blended, Then the sun diminishes It touch felt less, as it sinks Lips of the ocean kiss it Till they next meet Until that moment *Goodbye..