Reinvention

Salt airs tang hanging on my lips
As the wind rushes over the waves
Crashing and careening in rythm
Sand warm underneath me as it
Holds the suns rays from the day
Bringing a counterpoint to the chill air
Staring at the horizon, I long
Long to voyage out and explore
Long for you and what will never be
Long to reinvent myself somewhere
To be only what is to come and not
All that has transpired before