The waves, they whispered in the night,
As I lay beneath the starry light.
The smell of sand, the ocean's breeze,
Cold currents swept across my knees.

Eyes closed tight, I felt him near,
A presence strong, a voice so clear.
A man appeared, with tattoos bold,
In white, with eyes that stories told.

He smiled and said with soft delight,
"Your eyes, they shine like stars tonight."
He sat beside me, close and...