Through the sea's blushes
Of sunset cast upon the endless waves
Lets me through
To see you
Upon the ocean's top
As you are now held in coldness.
Why could I release you
Upon the time when suffering was remote,
When you were afloat
In the dream of loneliness
To the Earth-less stars?

Your lips,
Your smile,
Your cries,
Your fever
That ignites the moon to be the sun,
That dries the ocean beneath you,
As I cannot release you
Unto the spring of hardship.

We are made,
Fated,
To be for the other.

Your tresses,
Bleak in auburn,
As I wish to kiss of each strand.

Your eyes,
Wilt, for tears to be felled,
As are not meant to be such.
I will kiss them apart
From your delicate face.

I dream of kingdoms
Upon the washed shore.

I dream of love
That does not ever die.