Dec 5, 2006 - poetry    Comments Off



At waters edge I stood laughing
My hands gripping the black lava cliffs
The rocks beneath my feet smooth and sharp

Blue of every hue stretching into the distance
Water lapping against me, pure and clear

So much beauty blinded my heart like
the sun my eyes that day
Surely Someone loves me? I thought

The waves came and went back
pulling me towards the distance
pulling me, pulling me

Sunshine sparkling off the drops
I smiled,
and wanted to let go.

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