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Rose in the Sea
She got it for a birthday surprise but her emotion came alive and she tossed it in the middle of the sea and it drifts in a temperature above minus fifteen degrees. The silent waves move it around and its sits there in the middle of the throne, absorbing the raw scent of fish and salt air from the atmosphere.
She leaned against the boat as it pushes through the body of water and journey on the other side and I watched her mused with selfless pride, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking but on a day like this, she would have hoped for something to tease her mind and bring her inner world alive.
And so she kept staring at the distance as if he had a date but what could be in the middle of the sea to appease her fancy, the fish and the sharks have a home but she continue to roam up and down the bewildering sea and the wind kept the boat intact.
Give me some time to search the contours of your soul, give me some time to listen to your heart murmur and I will tell you from whence the courage came and be certain that your hidden love will not end in vain. The sparks of light will visit you and your dream will come alive once more and paradise will meet with you when the boat anchors on the shore.
The scents from the sweet smelling rose is flowing with the wind and the passion for life rise up in the middle of the sea and I saw something crawling upon the side of the boat looking for a place to go, a seal with broken fin and bleeding wound pushes it body against the boat but the wave washed it out back in the sea and engine rolls on
Come and rest your head upon my chest and listen to my hearts bouncing to the rhythm in my breast and our heart will sing a wonderful tune and the glory of life will surround you.
Oh sweet rose in the sea come and keep my company, scatter the petals from the branch on the shore and fill the place with fragrance from the horizon and saturate it with the bliss and seal it with a kiss.
I will finally learn the truth of your trouble youth, the agony will disappear and a sweet aroma of love will appear and wipe out all the fear and the memory of yesterday will elevate you to the next level.
Oh sweet rose of the sea, let me whisper a prayer for thee.
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Christine Phillips
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