On the ebb and flow of love, I castaway.A Poem by andrew mitchell
On the ebb and flow of love, I castaway.
She lies naked, beautiful, graceful with swaying palm trees( flowing hair), idyllic views, blue on sunshine; a No Man's Island. While my love caressed her silken shores, her temperament- rebellious, elusive; interrupted, distracted.... by the seas of love. Continually visited abandoned by tides, I too found myself swept off her Daydream Island. No sooner left, looking over my shoulder another lover lapped her shores. In the essence of her beauty I perceived as natural laws; simple but heavenly; her beauty sharing, inviting, transcendental, I realised I was no more but a silhouette in passing a time in her shadows only I and others adored.
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3 Reviews Added on October 16, 2016 Last Updated on October 16, 2016 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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