The shores
cry in the wind
they know it
The day will never come.
It is a sea of endless horizon, always
new stripes to catch
It’s teasing me.
The seaweed
is playing a game
I am stripping off the leaves, but
water is taking my breath away
I can’t scream
my voice won’t
reach surface
just because:
There is none.
I have discover a new sea
a sea without frontiers
and waves you’ll never catch