Saturday, August 27, 2011

hurricane

Sometimes evaporating waves set sail.
Dissipating energy settle into a molecule of thought,
The ocean swelling kisses towards the sun burnt sailors
Fading away into the air catching on currents.

the air boisterously coddle and plays,
water at her most benign.
air opens this new sea,
warm caresses cresting,
swirling pockets of breath
exhaled in wind,
enticing the ocean to rise,
pressing her rhythms allegro.

And then the dance begins.

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