your eyes hoist ripples of sound from my voice;
it's the sweetest thought to know I am your choice.
your body emerges like
a stream out of the seam of the sea.
a stream out of the seam of the sea.
Emerging from the ocean
you give me a vague notion
I have all ready known this.
your name; it travels to me:
your name; it travels to me:
skipping over continents
connecting love with constant.
connecting love with constant.
Peel open new words
as they paint sentences around themselves.
I have
some stories,
a life,
some laughs to share with you
before they're placed back on their shelves.
But then I remember a sea breeze is just a tease.
Feeling the Sun give the Earth a tan,
standing in ocean damp sand,
is what brings my life ease,
dropping me to my knees for peace.
1 comment:
i love the whole thing.
"your eyes hoist ripples of sound from my voice;
it's the sweetest thought to know I am your choice."
wish i wrote that.. OH <3
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