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Rhossili Down

A morning draped in mist.
Waves hugging the seashore.
Weariness unclenching its fist.
Crows surfing the biting breeze.
Rocks rising in sudden sharpness.
I thought how sweet it is to live.
Voices steeped in buoyant laughter.
Man’s folly is easy to forgive.
Gullsong burning the clammy air.
The sun waits, eager to share.

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Peace

Serenity falls
Unruffled by worries
Radiant charm

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Drunk

Forever
           drowning
In
    the
           essence
Of
     you. 

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Gravity

I
  fall
       into
             your 
                     laughter
over
       and
              over

A lake of rippling calm. 

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In These Luminous Days

​In these luminous days

I walk with you
Shrouded in peace
Bathed in love
Touching and giving
Two flames unclasped.

In these luminous days
I dance with you
Open to the world
Unbound in joy
Bridging the ache
Two souls attuned.

In these luminous days
I revel with you
Tanned by the breeze
Naked and free
Feasting on hopes
Two bodies entwined.

In these luminous days
I lie with you
Riding the flow
Kissed by grace
Freshness exchanged
Contentment uncorked. 

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Flight

Riding upon
            The mountainous clouds,
Light glimmers
             A welcome guide.
In a sea of blue
             All is peace,
Knowing that
              Soon will come
                          A touching of lips.

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Analysis

Little did you know that I watched,
enchanted by soft movements,
gentle as the summer rain.

Time stood still while this moment
roared with pregnant serenity,
your fingers curled around
the page edges.

As you read, I read too,
your quizzical look, the sudden
bursts of joyful laughter,
stunned beyond borders.

But the greatest story does not end,
tended as it is by love and the
unending rush linking desolate hands.

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