Washing Upon the Shores

 

An ocean of memories

            Washes upon the shores

                        Of our isolation                         It would be so nice to hold you

                                                                                    It would be so nice to be

                                                                                                Next

                                                                                                     To

                                                                                                       You

The vastness of the sea

            Pulling us to and fro

Tides laying peaceful rest

            To our worn bodies

Warmth cradling the dreams

            Of tomorrow                                                    Our bodies entwined

                                                                                    Limbs in disarray

                                                                                    Heat permeating the air

                                                                                                I see you

                                                                                                  feel you

 

Gentle waves lap on the shore

            Watery impressions left in sea foam

Summer trade winds cooling the heat                             Languishing in afternoon shadow

                                                                                    Basking, bathing in one another

                                                                                                We drift softly

                                                                                                       ever so softly

The distant horizon beckons                                          Loneliness gone—fading like the sun

            Promises of dreams hovering                             Time slowing, slowing down

Sunlight glancing off the liquid surface                Darkness covering us

                                                                                    Peace descends

                                                                                    The gentle rocking of

                                                                                                Ocean

                                                                                                    Earth

                                                                                                Universe

                                                                                    Moving in sync

                                                           

As one.

 

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