Wednesday, October 22, 2003

Rising surf pierces the horizon,
vying with the clouds
for mastery of the sky,
as the gulls cry out their bliss.

And I am in bliss with you,
you in my arms,
I in yours,
wishing through strength of will
to stop time and touch eternity,
wishing through strength of desire
to lay forever next to you on
the warm sandy beach.

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