The Cali Garmo

The air is calm within the land.
The deep sea rises, it cups my hand.
The ocean speaks on ways to grace
a person to feel they’re in their place.
But in time seduction calls,
and causes the sea to bear it all.
At first so peaceful, filled with bliss;
now filled with hate, all things amiss.
Betray the ocean once, you will see
that from then on nothing will ever let you be