Oceani

I want to be the ocean
I want to break upon myself
and stretch in sapphire fantasy
I want to crash on one shore
and fly to the other side
I want to throw ships in the air
absorb the sailors emotions
I want to dance in the light of the moon.

I want to be a million raindrops
I want to fall on the ground
I want to cry alone and weary
And then fall into myself.

If I gave life to rivers
If I was the background for battle
If I shot in the air as a waterspout
If I were alone
apart from everyone else

If a touch would make people shiver
And die with an embrace
If a stroll on land killed millions
or a change in my movement caused a drought

I wouldn’t.

And now I don’t know what I want to be.

Crud.

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Yes, a weak ending. But you don't know how it's like with my poems. They seriously go on forever if I don't try to cut them short.