Foreign Traveler

I travel sea to sea,

Ocean to ocean,

Listening to the ocean waves as they hit the ocean floor.

“It would’ve been nice here, her and I sitting listening to the waves as the moon glistens off of the blue ocean water”.

Yet I travel to the next sea,

Traveling to the next ocean,

Sitting at an empty lifeguard tower listening to the ocean waves crash as the moon glistens above,

Getting a glimpse, a glimpse of us.

Published by Ricardo Ramos

Hello, welcome to my page it means a lot to me to be able to share my poetry with my viewers, followers, and loved ones. Everything I write I mean and say with love.

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