ocean's child. 🪽🌊🌫🪬

today I walked upon the never ending beach, I let the tide choose my side. I let it sweep me off my feet the same way you did the moment I saw you, it doesn't matter it it's metaphysical. mental or physical. your hair blowing into your face in the wind, your hand pushing it back away from your sight of vision. you looked majestic, and magical. straight out of a movie. I swear you are a born model, a dream that I manifested into reality. I don't know how I know you, it's so strange. change doesn't make any difference, it's a forbidden love at first sight scenario. Romeo and Juliet type romance, it's such a pain. what a shame, your so beautiful. it leaves me to feel so inferior. yet you don't act superior. you see me for who I am. and yet, we barley know each other. but everytime I watch you, I can't stop giggling like a child. your a child of the sea, you look like your made perfect for me. I wish, I wish, I wish. upon a galaxy of stars, that you would see yourself for who you are. alluring like the ocean, the sound of the waves crashing at your voice. I don't think you could ever see me the same. you have a unique and lovely name. your guitar strums to the same beat of the drums, you hum the lyrics to a song that sounds incredibly familiar. yet I cant place the words on my tounge. young and beautiful, in the great words of the lord. I praise you the same way you praise god. It's a double edged sword. I look to the sky, and the sun beams against your skin like an angel. sand covered feet, you carry yourself with such an attractive demeanor it's awfully neat. the heat doesn't bother me when I'm distracted by your presence, the wind is your guardian. I wonder what sign you are. I look at the time and your already leaving, never got the chance to say hi or goodbye. but I went to see you, and you weren't there, and you showed up unexpectedly and I couldn't help but stare. I wish I took a photo, but I could still see the picture in my mind. of your face, sculpted with beauty on the shore, nothing more than the atlantic east coast. I watched my close friend get baptized today, dunked within the saltwater under the sea. nothing more pure than the daughter of heaven to be. still, it doesn't change the wrong things she as done to me. I forgive her for all the love I give to her, but I resent many of our memories. I hope you can understand the fault in my belief. it lingers occasionally, but I question myself too much. I am far too indecisive to be apart of a religion to dedicate my life to. however I enjoy getting to see you, so I'll continue to follow the path. upon god's loving wrath, you say. your face is so stunning I would be surprised if you weren't a god yourself, handcrafted from the heavens, walk on water. your mother's son and her father's daughter. let the voice guide me. I am not going away. I can hear you. let the wind play.