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.