Over Looking the Seas Heart

High atop the waves, over looking the world apart she stands with tender hands, ready to caress Seas Heart calming the storm, riding the waves water will sound, hiding in the tiniest caves echoes through night, to hear his masters voice his head held high, nudging her lovely choice until the morning breaks, the dew breaks over the ocean the salt as thick as thieves, while the waves are roaring like a locomotion ... Rose, an offspring of beauty and strength, skies of fire and burn from afar and add quite a length floods of water racing over the top head pounding like fire, what a flop burning sensations of the salt to the tongue taste like malt Rose pulled and prodded what a enchanted fairly was she Seas Heart raged back neighing, a free spirit was he trying to find their home once again their copulation coming to a glorious end. Brooke