Saturday 28 February 2009

Stuck

I make the ocean
my lover
your name
is my reason
the cyclic
beat of our heart
swelling
with strength
and period

i push out
into
and under
you open
my eyes
inside
and when you form
i climb up
and at last
we dance

there is much more
to you
than i see
beyond the beacon mast
and the fire
are brightest days
fiercer storms
and bigger love

i commit my soul
to the only truth
the ocean
my mountain
her eyes twinkling
her face wrinkling

we both know
to be held in
the arms of our land
is older
is more passionate
than all the words
we do not say

to each other

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