Whispers of the Midnight Sea

In the depths of night, when the world’s asleep,
I hear the whispers of the midnight sea.
A siren’s song, a haunting melody,
Calling me to secrets buried deep.

The waves, they dance beneath the moonlit sky,
Their rhythm, a pulse that echoes in my soul.
The salty breeze, a gentle hand to hold,
As I walk along the shore, where dreams may lie.

The sea, it speaks of tales long lost in time,
Of sailors brave, who ventured far from home.
Of love and loss, and treasures yet unknown,
Of destinies entwined, a fate sublime.

I close my eyes and listen to the sound,
Of crashing waves, a symphony of night.
The whispers grow, a message taking flight,
A story waiting to be unwound.

The midnight sea, it holds a magic spell,
A power to enchant and to beguile.
It draws me in, invites me to stay a while,
To lose myself within its watery swell.

And as I stand, my feet upon the sand,
I feel the whispers washing over me.
A tale of wonder, of what’s yet to be,
A future written by the sea’s own hand.

Oh, midnight sea, your secrets I will keep,
A bond between the ocean and my heart.
Your whispers, a companion when we’re apart,
A lullaby to sing me into sleep.

For in the depths of night, when all is still,
I’ll hear your call, a siren’s sweet refrain.
And I will come, to walk with you again,
To listen to the tales you have to tell.

So whisper on, oh, midnight sea, my friend,
Your stories, a treasure I’ll forever hold.
A love affair, a bond that won’t grow old,
Until the day when time itself will end.