On a calm salty evening,
I rest my chin
on Her shoulders
the chill of smooth moon curls
caress them aside,
short breath of anticipation
I play with Her words
flows along my skin,
the malleable trickle of emotions
cool, until you delve
part its folds
caress the depth within
and find the warmth,
that envelops me all around
the solace of loneliness
She talks to me, you know
starts with a whisper,
Her secrets building up,
slowly,
reaching to a crescendo
a little too soon,
the crash, cascade
the final sigh
the calm again...
Me and Her.
Dec 10, 2007
Symphony of the Sea
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