To Barbara, with thanks
There was something in her eyes, - A bird's wing taking flight, A whale's fluke slapping on the surface As it slid beneath the waves, - That made me turn, And follow In the night. There was a rustle in the leaves, A sigh, A hoot owl, Urging me To syncopate My footsteps With her undulating hips. And when she stopped, And turned, And said, "Hello," The heavens opened And the sky Poured...Read On
Added: 16 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems |
Avg Score: 5 |
Tags: sea sand salty air
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