Honesty and Modesty

At dinner...
My brain perpetually makes a weird association whenever you're around
Can't turn it back, yet I got to flash
To get rid of the Moon
Which always remains me of your eyes.

At beach...
A couple of waves are hitting me still,
Followed by thousand of chill.
Breathing upon my head still,
The voice of the twin gills.

In the world...
The sea gives me nothing.
The land says I'm your fling.
The sky even falls down on my knee.
And the wind later tells me I love thee.

Next to you...
The dress of yours is divine.
To be one reason for me to take an errand,
To pass through a line
Which separates me from the Sun.

With you...
You shall not pretend,
Nor keep it you all.
I'm here giving you hand.
Therefore, you shall never fall.