To the Surprise of the Sea

To The Surprise of The Sea



In place of me
There is you

You stand before me
Open door

In this light
The light of you

Makes of me
More for you

And the rolling eventide misses a beat

In forty minutes
Lost itself to a voice which spoke like centuries
With memories
They are love
Playing hand in hand down telephone wires
They are truth
To aching to be ignored
In their soul written lines
On sexual reams 
Desirous depictions thrust their way
Ever naked

And the rolling ebb misses a beat 
Its rhythm is with out end 

In place of me
There is you

I have only just begun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Winter Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 4:32 PM
Ooh, something really good is happening here : ) Love is a beautiful thing in how it makes us more, so much more. The beginning is always the best. Oh what do I know, I am most likely misinterpreting anyway. Be happy sweet Colin. Love, Shar
Reynolds Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 2:29 PM
Oh my goodness! Only just begun is so sexual, C, wow! My socks just left the building.
Higgins Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 2:12 PM
Beautiful loving flowing in the depths of this write...
Devonshire Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 1:06 PM
"The light of you Makes of me More for you" is a very wise observation, Colin. When we find love, we grow in joy and spirit. It is amazing how we come alive, even when "Playing hand in hand down telephone wires." Just knowing we have love is such an incredible feeling and you express it beautifully. I'll be sending you mail shortly. Love, Carolyn
Austin Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 12:31 PM
Yep! There is something inalterably naked about the sea. I suppose it's the beaches, but more it is what's hidden beneath that nakedness. I like it mucho. Love, daver
Ginn Avatar
May 9, 2009 at 10:53 AM
Oh WOW, okay I know this is weird but this one makes me happy excited, and ohhh you have only begun. How myterious~ Going to favs
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