The moon's reflect

The wind, it swam, 

upon the sea. 

It seemed to glide 

so happily. 

It shaped, on waves, 

a set of lips, 

the crested waves 

and sullen dips. 

I watched the sun 

as it did show, 

upon the surf 

with molten glow. 

The moon's reflect 

made eyes at me, 

it seemed to wink 

so randomly. 

The pulsing of 

a steady beat, 

did rise inside 

and cause me heat. 

The wind, the surf, 

the salt, the sea, 

oh why can't I 

just set you free?