As the tide pulses my hands tremble while the waves crash against your feet an angel of the Pacific Shoreline pacing with the true radiance of life. The sunset is perfect turning your figure to silhouette and letting the stars peek to catch a glimpse - of the beauty that rests beside the sea.
My heart beats faster and harder with every step you take towards me as the vibrant storm of you drags me farther from the human that I used to be.
No wind to catch my tattered sail when I lean against the breeze just all the racing thoughts of us then--now - - tomorrow and maybe forever if you'll let me love you - until I'm dead and gone away to become your angel of the sea.
My heart beats slower and softer with every breath you take from me as the lull of your storm makes it harder for me to finally fade into the breeze.
Written September 2, 2009- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart