I want to catch the wave
And see what it hides
before it reaches the shore
and break its own tide.

I wish I was the wave
that could kiss the face
of this maiden shore
with crystal sand
and dainty shells.

I admire the wave for
having the courage

To touch
To reach
To kiss

I wish I could hide the envy
in the shallow grave of darkness.
I want it to die

And touch,
Reach,
Kiss

My own shore.