Crashing Waves
As the storm rolls in, the thick dark
clouds build up in the sky.
The extravagant pink, orange and yellow
colors appear over the water as the sunsets
across the ocean.
The flashing of lights coming from the
storm clouds light her dimly lit face.
Feelings of freedom and happiness over
whelms me as I lay next to her.
The feeling numbs my body from head to toe.
As we lay on the car hood and talk, her
voice carries me above the clouds.
The wind picks up, and with it carries the
scent of crashing waves.
Our conversation grows quit.
I lay next to her lessoning to her soft
steady breathing, the silence becomes
uncomfortable.
As I began to speak she reaches over and
puts her soft fingers against my trembling
lips.
She sits up and leans towards me, my heart
rate begins to race.
The wind blows her smooth, delicate hair
graciously against my face.
Rain drops cautiously begin to fall, she
moves ever so closer, with every move my
heart pounds harder and my eyes grow weary.
Then it happens, everything around me
stops; the thunder, the lighting, and the
rain, all stop as if frozen in time.
Its lasts only a few seconds, for we had
come back to reality, and with it came the
scent of crashing waves.
Copyright © Joshua Burke | Year Posted 2006
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