As winter tides
Swing my heart
Open wide
Waves tumble in
Carrying whispers from
Distant lands
Languages of different hands
Time worn places
Thought-Crafted faces
Tears of hope
Acknowledging loss
of absolute truth
Her Waves... tumble in
I embrace voluptuous Ocean Yin
Swishing, grasping, caressing
Salty un-onwnable ocean skin
Yes.
I taste her essence.
This fragrant passing note
Of oceanic wisdom
Tumbling fumbling and rumbling
Thru my fleshy body of hope
Waves crashing into heartspace
Singing messages
Familiar foreign voices
Of
Distant lands
Crafted
by different hands