Release Me

I release you with me, this time,
The sea is an ocean beneath following division.
It was the eighth second in that hour
When someone knew danger of the deep.
My daughters and my sons relish the song
Of the deep, over you and me.
I put my feet in the deep, high in the ocean,
Walking like a spaceman, in the hours.
My release shall intimidate, fully awaking you,
The sea has brethren so desired and sprung.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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