Land Ho

With the wind in my sails I’ve been riding along on cold currents for some months now. Through my spotting scope these salt-sprayed eyes might be seeing land – land to anchor to – a place to rest from my voyage. I’m hoping you will be there to greet me open-armed with words of love to whisper in my ears – telling me that my journey is over. Were I never set adrift again my mind wound not mind, my heart would be full of loving, and my body would ache wanting to show you pleasure. Let that be Land I see with these wind-weary eyes, let my journey from you be back toward you, let me never sail from you again.

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Vee Bdosa

Date: 3/27/2011 5:35:00 PM

right from the first I tied this to the recent death of Elizabeth Taylor, for obvious reasons that you have indeed given us so skillfully It was your name that gave you away, and I do not even think that you realized you were writing an epitaph for one long gone and in seek of his great lover. Did you? Her photo was buried with him. great writing and inspiration from the beyond, to our dearly beloved Elizabeth joining her first love.