I dwell in the sea and behind the clouds in the sky,
For some at birth I lay myself in to their eyes,
I turn a shade deeper as the moon begins to rise,
I am as pure as water and no doubt just as wise.
The feeling; is it love, hate, ... envy? A soul that aches for a more passionate connections.
No longer coined;
But, more of a co-inhabitable state of being; being joined.
Every day, every night
I want to hold you so tight,
To never let you go,
I would want to let you know.