For the B - Type Of Forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
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"over the waters blue the night winds sigh, the breakers roar ... " - Lord Byron I met my love at twilight by the beach. We strolled along – feet walking bare on sand. We found a lovely spot and there we laid our blanket down to sit and watch the sea. The sky was beautiful – soft violet. It melded with the sea, and we could hear wind softly sighing too; my sweetheart leaned in for a kiss; his kisses made me melt, for he was like that sky of violet whose magic touched the sea before the night concealed its azure blue as darkness fell. My lover’s breath upon my neck became wind’s susurration whispering sweet bliss. We moaned as breakers roared and crashed onto the shore upon which I and my love moved in rhythm to the waters swell. Once quelled, in one another’s arms we lay, content. As warm wind wafted over us, we too were drifting with it into dreamy sleep.
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