The constant crashing
of the waves onto the shore
have always seduced me
When I close my eyes
it feels like they ARE
coming straight at me
I love the ocean
because it is so large
Seems to have all the answers
The cool wind muffles my ears
and caresses my face
like a mothers hand
would her child
I love the scent of the sea
so soft, so familiar.
The incessant waves ARE
like a pulse; my heart beat
I am in love with her.
The colors, the colors ARE
just as soft , pale when it counts
muted where it's supposed to
Never too much
Selfless; giving of its beauty
Which is boundless and eternal
Barely there blue,
grey hints under the clouds,
the sand, like skin
The water, grey green
A mix of the tall grass
and the grey shirt of the small girl
running along beside it
She's almost camouflaged
Her dad plays with
her sisters who ARE
in pink and orange
Beautiful
The colors of love?
I hope they ARE
-9-04-09
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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