I crave a night on the ocean waves
with wide open landscapes above me
to feel the warm breeze gently touch my face
is all I need
And as I sail silently through the night
upon the dark, potentially deep and troubled waters
I will know and experience nature's magic
as long as the sea's rhythms soothe me in my slumber
I will always crave these
mystical moments
lying on top of the waters
so smooth one minute and rough the next
(3rd poem for NaPoWriMo)
(3rd poem for NaPoWriMo)
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