Waves (9/8/15)

I want to drift off,
With the sound of the waves,
Whispering in my ear.
The feel of the breeze
Caressing my cheek,
The creaking of the pier.
The overcast days,
The breezy nights,
The tide is drawing near.
The sound of the wind,
The lapping waves,
Are all I want to hear.

TLA
7/24/15-9/8/15