I Express Myself Through Writing

The brine wind tumbles the capped waves with sea foam

His eyes scan the vermillion horizon

Sitting amongst the dunes, the seagulls decry the settling dusk

Her words stir in his mind and sustain his solitude

The ocean and it's fathomable depths are restless and vast

Distance separates them without walls

Meeting is not to be, yet their hearts intertwine forever

Immersed in the river or settled against a tree in a peaceful meadow, she sheds her demons

If he looks away, sometimes she will disappear or fade

Rarely do her eyes lock with his

She fears his gaze will permeate and diffuse her resistance and resolve

This time her eyes lock onto his, as his imagination plays out their becoming...infinitely

Their lovemaking encompasses passionate words enveloped in lilting phrases and rounded sentences

Her green eyes hold fast to his as two become a single thought

Their complexities become primitive and primal

His existence has become an island, isolated and dedicated to her....his world and dream

He lays his head down on the wet sand

In his mind she gazes down at him, smiling

He reaches up to trace her face as he has imagined doing a thousand times

His eyes remain closed...never opening...