Life collects, pools around you.
It paints its highlights,
Nothing there you can destroy
Or begin again.
Calm in aquamarine beauty,
Barely a hint of surf's snowy trim.
Today the sea is out
But will come again.
For the moment,
On the beach,
My love and I,
Naked and blissful as can be.
In the soft, sun baked sand
History between my toes.
Sense how
Even the smooth stones ache
With stories of their own
In the shuddering light of day.
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC
Life collects, pools around you.
It paints its highlights,
Nothing there you can destroy
Or begin again.
Calm in aquamarine beauty,
Barely a hint of surf's snowy trim.
Today the sea is out
But will come again.
For the moment,
On the beach,
My love and I,
Naked and blissful as can be.
In the soft, sun baked sand
History between my toes.
Sense how
Even the smooth stones ache
With stories of their own
In the shuddering light of day.
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