The hard sand scraping upon my naked back,
Burns like a complete blue flame.
Happiness crashes onto the shore,
Only feet away.
But I must not seek this life,
Until I have found a home.
I have tried many times before,
To find with whom I belong.
Some tell me to take my happiness,
To live a good life in the waves.
But what good would it be,
Without something to share with?
The voyage may be long,
Painful, even killing,
But once I find the one I love,
I can step into the water.