Ocean
Across a desperate ocean, Beneath a cloud of grey, I will wait. In the ravenous wind The waves prowl against the rocks In ruin. A wicked action, Yet I remain Aimless and unfazed By the utter destruction in my sight. But in the moonlight, The ocean shines like a beacon on the bay, Encased in its soft silver glow, The waters no longer seek vengeance. Desiring your presence instead, Yearning to reach the shore. At…