It was hate at first sight
They were complete opposites, with a starking contrast
Every small thing would ignite a fight
and their egos were oh so vast.

If one liked coffee
the other preferred tea
and on anything literally
they could not agree

They were like the sky and the sea
Always taunting each other
Yet working in harmony.
Just like the sea reflecting the changing colours of the sky
They always walked in parallels
never meeting eye to eye.

Together after spending a while
As time went by
their arguments turned to banters
always ending up in a smile,
They finally saw eye to eye.

And maybe what they say is true
That opposites do attract
Because I never saw the sky so blue
and the sea so calm in fact.

With each other, I guess
they had started to reason,
and that is how the sky and the sea
Eventually met at the horizon.

Looking back at another year,
Being thankful for things far and near.
The horizon has never been this bright,
The sea of love brimming with glorious light.

Looking back at another year,
Grateful for things small and dear.
Possibilities like soft molding sand,
Hope of adventures crossing sea and land.

love to see your smile but only when it’s coated by my love
hate to see you violent but my love will calm the rough
jokes that make you giggle until you forgot how grave it was
to be a passing ship in a sea of storms
this was happenstance, yet we cannot ignore
the embers that burn, the tables we turn
the shells we found on our own

The storm sweeps away

everything, there is nothing --


just a shoreless sea.

you fly too close to the fire, my dear

while i

can only watch and sink helplessly into the sea.

Took a day trip to the beach
just to bury my head in the sand
Restless is the water
changing is the land.
We're miles away from each other
you're holding onto my hand.

Stare down at the shoreline
something fuzzy waving a warning in red
but I only ever learned about surrender
I'm bored and off my meds.
Your dark sunglasses are reflective
it's going to your head
I had a thought, so terribly perceptive
it's just something that I said.

Deep and beaconing ocean
is cold and I am unprepared
choking on my way back to the surface
getting sick on the drink that we shared.
Fruitless journey back to our spot
you could save me, wish you cared,
but you do not.

Talking together about something so strange
you say you like me and the way that I smile -
like I'm kind of insane.
Kiss you like I miss you
like there's an itch in my brain.
I like your bright nirvana thoughts
and the way you never seem to change.

You can’t be near the sea and not know you’re near the sea, that’s how you made me feel.