The Sea She Waits

The sea she waits and propagates
as hopes do rise and fall
waves to drift and sweetly kiss
he too has heard her call
Woven like the strands of time
defined though time must pass
adrift upon an ocean
of emotions that amass
Hope to rise much like the tides
stay true though ebb and flow
the sea she waits and propagates
the love he's come to know
Salt descends on summered skin
and yet through starry nights
these ships at sea like memories
adrift through shifting skies
Portraits change yet hope remains
out on that sea she waits
waves to drift and sweetly kiss
as love does propagate