I stared out to sea for hours today, Watched the tall, towering tempest,
    shadowed in the grey. Felt the wind throw gales against my cold
      bare arms, feeling lost within the moment, yet found within the
         calms. Heard the harrowing crash of the waves meet land,
            smelt the sweet sea salt, flung high across the sand.
               The hazy vapour drifted as it danced upon my
                    tongue, as bittersweet as a symphony
                     better left unsung. The mist receded
                       slowly, the cliff revealed its face,
                        an ominous silhouette; through
                          the fog all but a trace. The
                              sea subsided silently,
                               the fog parted from
                                view, Stood high
                                 upon the edge,
                                   through the
                                      silence,
                                       I saw
                                        You.