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To the Sea (Free verse) by timfowler

Elemental: judge me unwise, I hope for the breaking of tides deeper and unblessed from the salt-crust lips, stinging at the kiss of the waves. Faithless: call me believer for in the swell I find currents, emotions, untested by light filtered, the palest green ghosts haunting the narrow shore. Swimmer: sense the sand-bar falling from reach to reach, grains tumbling, fingers failing to clutch the precious seconds of wave crests' passing bliss.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 9-Jul-02/7:29 AM
While you, Sir, may hope for the breaking of tides deeper and unblessed from the salt-crust lips, I hope merely for the breaking of wind richer and unsmelt from the brown-crust cheeks. Good day.




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