Junate

, ,

The Woosh

In Life, Love, Mystery, People on 01/16/2013 at 9:54 am

h

By Junate E.

It was true
of our love
In a nut shell
on a summer day

it was all quiet
on our shore
lit vividly by
a halfway candle

the only sound
was the woosh
of the vibrant waves
rolling on to
our naked hearts

It was yours
on my body
hot and drenched
in sweaty trance
as mine was in
rush to catch with
your sweeping rhythm

there was nobody
but you and me
on the sticky sands
and life was just
a still tone lurked
in the backdrop
of the story

It was true
of our love
In a nut shell
on a summer day

in the warmth
of your breath

Leave a comment