She

She is an ocean infinite.

She bundles up her bosom with infinite.

 

Golden dust dazzles her dull days.

Silver streaks supple her solitary nights.

Unadulterated reflections blue her soul.

She is the green wish of fish.

 

Pelts of hurts hurt her heart.

Like ripples, she calms after havoc.

She makes the fossil from the wilds.

Debris she voyages to her womb.

 

She guests the guest of storms.

So many swim in her salinity.

She is sinned for his sinks.

Lotus and Lilies float in her waves.

 

Panting patience takes a U-turn.

She treads on the Ring of Fire.

She costumes in Magma.

She is the old ocean on a stroll.

 

She spools and unspools in waves.

Her meekness no more is her weakness.

She roars like a fierce lioness.

She tames the humbugs and lichens with strife.

 

She is an ocean infinite.

She bundles up her bosom with infinite.