From the Mist

I walked along the golden strand
and touched my soles to sun scathed sand
This is where we did meet
on that day by the sea
Then blown in on the wind
I saw her there, fair of skin
She came from mist of salt in air,
a white sun dress and auburn hair
We spent our time without a care
on that day by the sea
A lighthouse witnessed so profound
the love we made on sun drenched ground
I lusted for her, and she for me
on that day by the sea
when we walked along the cay
I did not know she couldn't stay
As waves took castles from the sand
the wind then swept her from my hand,
and back to mist above the strand
on that day by the sea
If again she's blown in on the wind
and comes to me to anew begin
Ill ask that she does stay with me
to live to love and forever be,
that great day by the sea
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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November 10, 2013 at 1:59 PM
Bradley, the imagery is stunning and sad... your poem made me realize how easy it is to let one slip away. Touching words, and memory.... xox~ LINDA
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November 6, 2013 at 4:10 PM
Mystical. Brain-teaser.
Finken Avatar
November 6, 2013 at 10:05 AM
Glad of it, Cole.~Brad
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November 5, 2013 at 6:36 PM
I like it....
Gorelick Avatar
November 5, 2013 at 2:50 PM
What a lovely poem. I love the ocean and always look for pieces about it. This is going to my favs. BG
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