Well

You are water, I am land

That's why every time you hold my hand, I take you in

And though I love the taste of you and how you make me feel

Too much of you has nearly been the death of me

Still, I wait

As the shore waits for the waves

To taste you one more time and make you mine

And though the waves are fleeting

As land, I hold on to the pieces that bind with what I am

Until the sun comes to claim you

Unless you want to come inside

There are two rules for survival at this point

Go deep and come frequently

For as long as I am wet, you live inside of me

And if I dry, the sun may have us both

But it will have you first and for certain

While I can thrive from your demise as well and I will have ample time to find another source of life that compliments mine

There is no going back for you

Only to and fro, my sea