find blue summer in the undulating
fans of the kelp forests’
kelly green
swirl aquamarine waters
lemon tangs and
silvery blue angelfish dart,
dive disappear in a cloud
of color near
fluffy white sand bottom
the jet black stingray floats
like a kite
ripples ruffles flips and fusses
stops abruptly to let the
sand grains settle over wings
burying all but two round pearly
black eyes
ever observant
en garde
sunny red and vivid yellow
clownfish mingle kiss and
swish within the caressing
tentacles of the purple sea
anemones their symbiosis
on display
lit by golden shafts of
sunlight stabbing thirty and
forty feet angled through
the feathery kelp limbs
amber seahorses buck and rock
with the ocean waves
and currents of deeper cooler
waters flowing like underwater
rivers through the warm
buoyant waters of the
colorful kelp
Corals in colors carefully
chosen by Poseidon for their
elements of smiles, giggles
and warm hardy laughter
sea cucumbers decorate
the sands surrounding
the bases of the
kelp as they reach stretching
up to 300 feet to the
tossed gyrus and
sulcus of the ocean
sea foam surface
Categories:
sulcus, beautiful, light, ocean,
Form: Free verse
The hours of laughter
and incredible blessing of sight,
the zone of comfort
Land marked by our acquaintance
are vapourized by distance’s wicked physics,
the appearance of such bliss
we hope, to come very very soon.
When we were together,
each day consisted of less than twenty four hours
but now far apart
and my daily timely cycles
are notably long and doubled.
When would the irritation
of such a long suffering end?
I so hope it’ll be very very soon.
The flaunting of our colours,
our printing of romance’s currency
the manufactured envy from peers
and the large visible erotic shoulder pad,
extract juices of sadness from memory’s sulcus,
compressing the mind with machinery of longing
just because we are far apart.
Oh darling, I am sure we will meet again
to continue the everlasting episodes of our passionate ride.
This will not come later, but will be very very soon.
Categories:
sulcus, romance, romantic, sensual, sexy,
Form: Romanticism
I'm staring at you, wanting you. I want you to crave me the way I've inevitably longed for you. Your blue eyes gleam from beneath your corse, long lashes. Stranded in the ocean I drown in from just one glance at your eyes, every bit of me quivers in desire. Desire for not just your physical being, but more for the secrets that lay between each sulcus of your brain. I need you, for I believe my heart has forgotten how to beat without the rhythm of yours next to mine. Tell me your secrets. Divulge in my passion for you and let us become.
Categories:
sulcus, body, desire, i love
Form: Prose