My lady, she calls me

by Ingrid de Klerck   Mar 31, 2008


Every day
I visit her,
curious to see
what mood
she is in today.

It does not matter
how I find her,
tranquil or
roaring with passion.
I love all her faces.

She calls me near
and
as I dive into
her salty wetness
I realize
my love for her
grows
day by day.

She embraces me
with all she's got
Lifts me up
and leaves me
floating
in complete ecstasy.

How I love her....
my lady,
the sea.

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Latest Comments

  • 5 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    You're in love with the sea. Same here. Nice write!

  • 1 year ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    Well penned Ingrid, and the surprise at the end.
    The sea. Good writing!

  • 2 years ago

    by PorcelainMoon

    I love you.

  • 4 years ago

    by Natalie

    This is a great little poem! Personifying the sea was a really effective idea. I particularly love the fact that you go daily to check her moods. Lovely! 5/5 from me!

  • 4 years ago

    by Walter F Alvarado

    Very nice