Sunday, July 22, 2012

Seething Sea

Can you feel the rhythm
In the speaking sea?
Flowing through the fairway
Rolling on the bree.
Sweet like lips of sunrise,
Calm like dreams of time,
Peridot of passion
Photograph sublime.
Lost---untethered madness
Lost---a breathing thing
Shining in its gladness
Burning when it sings.

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