Sands of the Tide

You are to me
As water is
To a root -
To a plant

In the aspect
Less of necessity
And more of
Vitality

You may not
Be the life
In my veins
Driving me forward

But you are
The quirk in
My smile
Keeping me upright

You are
The kink in
My step
Keeping me in line

And you have
More power over
Me than the
Forces of war

You can
Twist my tides
And leave me
Torn.

So toward the sea,
I give my heart
To the wavering water,
Blindly dark.