Restored
Innocence.
Hope.
Glistens
on the dawning shore.
Here.
I am Home.
Seashells (litter the shore)
Sea-grapes (create a forest)
Laughter
(is our music here).
Smiles
(say I love you).
Yes, it many seem to be
and extravagant statement- but
Dreams.
come true here.
Children
(running and swimming and racing
into the waves like an
invincible, impenetrable,
Bliss).
Lovers
(sneak kisses,
hold hands,
and make footprints
in the sand).
So. I. Dream. Of. You.
So close, so close,
And yet too far.
[Swim at dawn
sleep in the afternoon
cook in the evening
then swim some more
whisper in the night
sleep to dream
dream of more sleep;
then repeat].
Still. I. Dream. Of. You.
You'll still be the voice
hidden beneath rolling waves...
