Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

The Sound of Surf


The sound of surf
And rolling sea;
The sigh of you,
The breath of me…

The lunging aches
Start deep inside;
My love yet quakes,
I slip and slide…

Fingers play in tingling foam,
Caressing every naked part;
To a world as yet unknown,
I’ve come to share my heart…

I give you, I give you, I give you my breath.
You give me, you give me, you give me your sea;
I give up, I give up, I give up in death,
You take me, you take me, you take me, I’m free.

The sound of surf
And rolling sea;
My love has come,
And taken me.

The lunging aches are fully gone
I have to pain at all;
Your sighs become a wondrous song,
My breath becomes your rale.
(Photo: unknown)

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