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beth fwoah dream May 2020
where love is love still forever
and the wild sea crackles and broods
and the clouds float light as a feather,
and grey as grey are their moods,

the pinks of the sea always flowing,
the corals buried deep in the sand
and the wind with its strength
always fleeing,
the skirts of the land.

the flowers of the waves are all blooming,
the sun gathers strength from the day,
the surf cries and lifts then is
falling
and says all is left still to say,

the roll of the tide like a titan,
a giant whose breath is to lave,
and thunderous seas that would
frighten,
dissolve in their waves.

the sea is an arc of bright crimson,
the  sky a whole sand-dune of gold,
the swallows of the sky unimprison,
the air from the story yet untold,

the devil sings out to his sister,
who refuses to come or obey,
for she is a lark of the water
and knows the sea’s way.

as twilight swiftens like a moon note,
and the blue air dreams of her
love
and the dark dreams of dreaming
in her star boat
and  the sky sings forever there of,

my love for you grows still
forever,
as my kisses find all the dew of
your lip,
as me to you you pull and untether
as stars start to dip.
beth fwoah dream May 2020
the clouds dream,
built of cold twilight
frost,

the stream spins
in her sleep, the
night tucked behind
one ear,

the birds sing
of the joys of the
stars, dive merrily

through the undertones
of a signatured sky,

i dream of your
love, melt as you
kiss me,

as jealous as a stormy
sea of your love,

i beg you not to go,
like the tide you
will return, my

heart is full of tears,
as gaunt as a pretty
rose,

its love for yours,
a jealous sea of
dream, whispering

like a wave.
beth fwoah dream May 2020
we sang of twilight,
of night and her
silver thrones,

the day ricocheted
like a bullet,
a rose blown numb,

the sea was eternities
voice, mascara the
night sky on her lash,

i cried like a bird
floating on the
nearly summer

breeze...
i’m in love with you,
ian.
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