The Ocean and I...

The last time we met...,
You crawled between my warm toes
and jolted the morn out of my dazzy eyes;
I still remember your roars
and your mirth with salty tales
as you splashed about reminding your rues.The last time we met...,
You placed star-fish on the sand
all red except for one in blue;
I wondered then the depth you went
to gather such twinkles lying on the sand;
You told me with another brought from the blue.

The last time we met...,
You were not the same no more
I know the journey you take
when you bring your tales of adventure;
I watch hoping you would listen to mine
but you go away each time with your smelly tales.

The last time we met...,
You came with anger raging against the rocks
I quizzed and waited to see if you knew me;
But you kept your rage ignoring and yourself
as I stood and saw you only to die quaintly.

The last time we met...,
You had lost your youth but not the splash;
I was fooled by your stubbornness but
you made it look all too well;
I asked where is that smile of yours
while you ignored feeding the terns and the gulls.

The last time we met...
It's almost like the first time;
You came with a different colour
only this time I realised you had tried hard
to warn me by laying star-fish on the sand.

The last time we met...