See the Sea
Viewing the sea and guess
Other mornings, some evenings
Where we voguerions quiet
silver waves under the veils
From the day we would
One on one without thinking
At drunk far that dissipate
Under the far south winds
Viewing the sea and subsumes
The narrowness of the nights between our presences
Seasonal and profuse, g rac e
E t guess other morning
Other evenings quiet
Silver waves we voguerions