Day: May 6, 2014

Washing Away

The waves of the night crash down

Leaving a mist of salt that finds its way through my window.

That night, we sleep like the sea

Tossing and turning in rapid motion.

Some nights, the waves of a high tide swallow our souls and not a word is to be said

No soft touch

No existence

No look into his eyes.

But in those calm nights, where the waves slide onto the shore and a single shush of water can be heard,

We are one.

Your eyes, shining like the moon

The warmth of your skin wrapped around me

Swallowing me.

And then my heart beats again in that perfect, slow rhythm

Like the water sliding onto the shore on a calm,

summer night.

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