i return

i miss the sweet breeze of salt
as far inland as we were
and the familiar beat of our hearts
a smile at every turn
we were set apart in a way
we had this sort of family
we were seen as an ora not face
a kind of magic never lost on me
ah, but alas, i must wait only two years
and to home i may return
to the being created by 8
to those familiar starts i yearn
i shalln't tell u to wait or stay
you've known of my arrival in past
but to hold on to those starts and keep them safe
till the day i may return