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...
