If I were the ocean
I would wash over your feet and pull you
Into me, and you would go willingly
If I were the ocean
I would kiss your feet
Kiss your ankles
Kiss your legs
Soft, salty, sea foam, I would cling to you
As I have clung to you under starry skies and
Under trees who's many hands shaded us from
The moon
As I have clung to you, in darkened moments lit only
By a candle's light, or the watchful street light, who's
Glowing shadow looked down upon us
When we first kissed
If I were anything, I would want to be me, with you
With you, always