In Your Breezy Embrace
I stand barefoot in the golden yellow sand,
yearning for your tender touch,
as you steadily approach with gentle steps;
I see the vast sea softly dousing the shore,
and my words come out in a gasp of sob,
as I utter your name in fond hope;
Come, oh love, breathe life into my weary soul
and wrap around me playfully,
touching my warm cheeks with your cool breath;
Hearing your soft murmur of angst
wafting smoothly into my ears,
I whisper in your ears my aches of love
and heave a sigh of soothing relief..
Date: 04/30/2021
Submitted for: Writing Prompt - Breathe - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Anitha Jayasankar | Year Posted 2021
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