Thursday, March 12, 2009

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i miss the sounds of ocean waves

memories,

your back leaning against the railing of the boat

blue green waters parting

as the ship moves towards the open arms of the shore

i am mesmorized


your open smile

dark hair blowing back

open body

open seas

moving closer

embracing our life, our love

5 comments:

  1. oh yeah! this is so warm and welcoming!

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  2. If I was to crit anything I would say ditch the small 'i'. A personal pet peeve. I hate the buggers in Poetry.But this is such a beautiful serene read, making one feel so calm. Lovely, you. Just lovely.

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  3. Oh i love this...so languid and yet the brevity really hits the spot!

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