Ocean Evening
From out of the fog
in the brisk, chill wind,
a fine drizzle has started
to softly drench the deck
of my swaying boat;
and I'm gladdened
by the moisture of the mist
touching my feverish cheeks,
salty, sultry pleasures,
ocean evening, afloat.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2008
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