sometimes i want to have been raised by whales, but then i realize i’d never have met you

drown me in your love; god i want to sink

into your eyes -- those starbursts of amber. they taunt me.

and won’t you look into my eyes and say they look like stars

dying in the blackness? i want that validation. did you know that

i have always dreamed of you, and the sea, and birds

taking flight. it may be a metaphor or just a dream but

wouldn’t it be nice to come home to salty lips and wild smiles?

i want to be born of the sea, raised by the waves because

have you ever heard the whales sing? i want to tell you of it,

of how my heart can be shared like that. just ask me and i’ll sing:

meeting you was like drowning. was like finally breathing.

this summer sky is so beautiful, but still it is not enough. i long for

your eyes. your grays and ambers make my heart whole like

blue never will. your eyes are the color of the sea of my dreams.