by Melisande Luna

Created on: May 20, 2007   Last Updated: May 21, 2007

I am the ocean;

a vastness that writhes

under the eye of the moon.

My frenzied water snatches towns

in tsunami blooms of sorrow,

Diurnal tides swash from me,

churned from prevailing winds of mind,

their crescendo climbs until each wave of me

meets a place to rest,

breaks,

and in sighing retreat

I whisper seductive promises

of green rooms, inky depths -

all eternity

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