Yesternight,
I could feel your Ocean
How come it feels so far away when your breath is nearby?
Pulse becomes our secret language,
As your wind becomes our daily song
and your sky becomes our new painting
The shell reminds us of your teeth
And the rain tasted like a kiss
Your waves brushed every footprints on the sand,
while our feet bristled with a gentle foam,
Tickling, yet warm
The sunrise and lighthouse may lead you to our hut,
Stars and fishes may tell the past story,
Seagulls and crabs may be your friend,
Ship may offer you chances and adventures
For your ocean
will always be your kingdom
