Saute

Saute(jump)

Foreigner a tomorrow
packed suitcase for dream
smile digging sand runs free

Heart beside lover lie
hand in hand
rubbed and relaxed by wave

Sun nips at shade
Shade brushes sun
lovers games frisky fun

In each other disappear
Fear demands Memory
Shame looms impatient

Beach points elated
Moon buried him beyond
where Sea touches Sky

....... and my, my, my, my, my


How that ship did sail!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Cervenka Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 11:11 AM
Ships sailing--some do not sail far enough away and get stuck just beyond the harbor..LOL Nice peek into some stolen moments on the beach.. ~Jan
Martin Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 4:35 PM
Right! Some too near. Reading e.e. cummings was inspiration. Thank you for your nice comment Jan.
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