For ShiYiMin

A poem for a girl.

Our resemblance is the ocean and the sky.
One tone scattered across an colorless divide.

Though fluent nothing echoes between us.
Just caught in this infinite stare from afar.

Separated simply by space -- just space.
In essence, hindered by nothing and all.

In isolation the sky falls and oceans rise.
In longing, in rage, in despair, in vain.

Mere winds and waves, your lure for my shun.
Yet miraged at dusk is us kissing on the horizon.