in her eyes she held

the ocean

while her feet found roots

on land

and being near her felt more like home than

the tide does to the sand

yet her eyes lay trained on

the horizon

watching the crest rise on the swell

waiting for her wave

to break

in silence we'd sit as

moonlight fell

so take me where she's ever felt

afraid

and there I'll find her light

and show it to her in

the

night.