Gulf of Reality
Rolling tide, music's lullabye,
Sensual lover's teasing whisper,
Tingle my flesh...
Caressing intense glances, knowing my
heart's desire...is you.
Lone sea gull, call my name
Unknown vision or reality
Host my present stormy mood
Call, call, call... to me
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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