You are the sea, 

and I am yours. 

Like how the waves take the sand,  

you have overcome me, 

engulfed me, 

saturated yourself in me. 

Even if I think differently and dry myself of you, 

the moon turns the tide, 

and day by day you return to crash over me. 

If I block you with boulders, you seep through to find my feet. 

If I move further inland, you’re absorbed by the clouds to be poured all over me. 

You are the sea, 

and I am yours.