Analysis of A Bottled Wind

There is a sketch of the sea that floats by
a cool dream's delicious composition,
it captures sighs which swirl within the eye,
and delivers an immaculate question -
is love but a ripple of emotion
or the reason that we all live and die?

Blue-green waves of tranquillity splash peace
with curled sensations which linger in mind,
paper vision folds itself in a crease
that holds a message in a bottled wind,
subtle heartache finds a welcome release,
melancholy's musical notes rescind.