gulls

like the gulls i have heard the oceans call and though i am far from waters edge i close my eyes and i am on a sandy beach feeling small against the waves miniature amongst the world the sun at its apex and i as high as i will ever be am still lost as usual seemingly tossed along the tide like the gulls i too have heard the oceans call and while i can not answer i offer my silence and hope it holds true to the memory of my footprints upon its shore i still have no map and only in my dreams does the way back present itself i have lost much to the ocean that temple in my mind a retreat where still i feel the warm wind of salty air whipping upon my face and the mysterious song of the gulls fills my heart with longing for freedom an adventure or any excuse to be anywhere but here when last i was at the beach it was the time of an orange moon and the sand glittered yellow at my feet alone but for her and when she reached for my hand as i stared out upon the infinite waters then i knew the pain of heaven the sigh of angels who could never feel this human and then there was i who could not help but to taste her presence through every surface of my skin her eyes smiled a reflection of myself and i all but lost my soul we danced for some time on that stretch of land between the water and dry earth and stopped only when the red sky of dawn stole our breath away then we drifted off lulled to sleep by the music the ocean makes when the sun wakes her we slept for many hours drawing comfort from the feel of each others bodies warm in the cold sand and when we awoke the sun was again at its apex and we went away to our own secret lives and i have never seen her again. this is what i am reminded of whenever i hear the oceans call and though i want to i can never go back.