Friday, February 22, 2008
The one I love is sunrise on a dune
before the dawn light probes the restive sea.
The sweet slope of his body shelters me
as rising sun farewells the setting moon
The one I love is radiant warmth of noon
that heats the sand upon the hillock’s lee.
I hear the distant breakers crashing free
but sound is muffled here in our cocoon.
The one I love is sunset on the ocean.
Two pelicans fly by in silhouette,
their slow wing-beats like heartbeats, then they rest
on unseen lifts of air, their forward motion
a soaring. Crimson sun descends to set
then plunges, fanning fire across the west.