The Tides of Eyes. 

I miss the ocean.

How it crashes.

How it storms and waves

Persuades stone to ashes.
Dark moon eclipsing the sea,

A sacrilegious profundity;

Might mirrors mightier.

Grasping and piercing.
Light escapes the shadows,

Illumination whispering.

The sweet marine glows,

Enticing a mystery.
To be tossed, surrendered,

To the muscle of the inky

Infinity, swallowed into a bliss.

Returned washed of impurity.