The roar of the ocean wave Birds, flapping their wings In and out of water, close to the shore They prey, avoiding being one An airplane flying above The reverberating sea All in a minute Silent again
Pine needles in my head Snowbird starts to fly A want of apricity Enters my blood stream Like lukewarm sea water Enters hiemal streams I'm sprawled facedown An angel or so Below the snow The taste of frost Technically wintergreen From your breathy kiss Hinting at a return To rays of affection And the crush of limbs