lined up in a row
pure white dresses and vales
we waited..we waited
to be hand maidens of God
tiny tiaras upon our heads
|Down to the sea in sorrow she walked...|
obsessed with the black glacial ocean.
She circled the cold wet rocky sand
walking deeper and deeper into the outgoing tide.
With each wave her steps washed away forever.
The dark depths called out to her...
Some thought her mad...those without feeling and pity
others whom had walked her walk knew the hot pain of loss.
Some wondered for what she searched,
was it the echo of the mighty humpbacked whales
that sing their haunting song of love as they swam the shoreline.
Alone standing in the twilight,she could hear their lament
She turned as her shadows that ever followed
softly called...fear not the sea it is your lover
he has returned and waits for you...deep amid the waves.
She looked back once more then walked in to the ocean's arms
his arms, for it was here the sea had claimed him.
Drowning in want and need...she answered his call
down to the black sea
forever trapped in sorrow
her heart searched for him
in darkness I reach for you across the creamy white sheets.Thunder sounds followed by lighting. The room flames and I can see your sleeping form.Oh to touch you. To feel your cool smooth skin.To touch you,pressing my desire with my finger tips.I can feel you stir,feel your heat rise.Come my love come and fill my arms.Come my lover and enter the gate of love that opens awaiting your caress.
gates of paradise
await your silken kisses
body heat rises
Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!