Monday, November 22, 2010

So far untitled poem

One day I shall run to the sea
Where my love will be waiting for me
We’ll dance and laugh in surf and sand
I’ll kiss his cheek and he’ll hold my hand
The sun will shine upon our lovers’ embrace
Its healing fingers will bless our face
He’ll smell of pine and boyhood dreams
I’ll be dressed in foam and girlish schemes
The waves will sing of our eternal devotion
Of this love fulfilled by the broiling ocean
With carefree hearts and serpentine ways
We’ll get lost in love, in our sea foam maze
I’ll bear him three sons and one little girl
And they too will rejoice in the watery swirl
We will grow old on our rocking chair sea
And happy forever, oh so happy we’ll be.

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