I can hear the sigh of the tide
Lying here in the darkness
With the softest of sounds
The tide comes in
Gently hissing in
Sometimes rumbling
Gushing, it rushes out
Ever so slightly louder

I lie here in the dark
Listening to the even tide
To that rhythm of your breath
And I could lie here always
In the warm tangle of us
Just listening
To the tides of your life
Repeating and endless
Here, in the warm dark
With you