sea tales

...best poem i have written in what feels like many a month.

from the sea we flopped onto the shore,
simple hearts caught
between jade waters and
coastal shrubbery.

 

we laughed then, at our own
inadequacies; idly propped,
tails rested amongst the rough shells
and tangled webs of sea-weed.

 

slow awakening. the wind
blowing across the sky-- see,
                                  feel, 
                                  touch,
so intimate. the dawn.
clouds steaking out in colour,
blooming vibrant, spilling
light into our eyes...
the sea, the sea. waves,
dying with each return,
lapping at our hands out-
stretched to cup the salty
waters,

 

feel the slip, the glide--
lips over skin,

 

it recedes; soaks
back into the sea,
fingers wriggle.
press in wet sands
and we,

 

with light and sound,
join our hearts
to one--

 

the ocean calls
and we swim
with the sea.