I stand at the edge, my hair arrays,
Eyes through the ocean’s haze,
Here on the pier, where the sea meets my feet,
Waves murmur low, their rhythm so sweet.

The wind sweeps in a tender caress,
Brushing my cheeks with its salty press,
I reach for the threads, the life in the air,
Desperate to feel what still lingers there.

Farewell my friend

Its scent sharp, the sea fills my lungs wide,
A briny embrace where my thoughts collide,
I sway in the gusts, my heart torn apart,
Chasing the pulse of a fading heart.

Farewell my confident

I whisper to the breeze,
Words soft as foam on a tide that flees,
My mirror, my shade,
A trust so quiet we made.

Farewell Sebastien

The sea stretches vast, a mirror of pain,
Winds call your name, again and again,
I stand here still, my hair unbound,
Eyes seeking where you can’t be found.