Sea

Speak.

Go on.

I need to hear you say something

Your voice is a wave
Approaching the shores
I move forth.

Shoosh...

Shoosh...

That's how it gets to me. 

Cold at my feet.

I usually  wait...

'Til my toes go bare, shaky,

White and crumpled 

Like paper.

Then i look at you

In crimson

And in scarlet.

You change... 

The way a baby sleeps,

Slowly closing his eyes.

Shoosh...

Still nothing.

Say something.

The breeze

No matter how gentle

Is not enough.

So if you please,

I'm not delicate.

You should not worry.

Be harsh

Like the world as it is.