The ocean placed her hands on her chest
gasping out in waves at the thought of love
Love though common as sand
Has ability to coil itself around a heart
Convincing the arteries that it is a vein
So you dare not pluck at it with the intention of removing it
Believing, that even though it may at times squeeze tight and take your breath away, it still gives you life
And so Mother Nature stands there unable to reach you with her beauty because your eyes are fixed on love
Noma the writer 