Descending waves

House by the sea
behind the curtain hides
the recently kissed woman

you extend your tasteful arm
beyond the window

but when you spread
over the shore
towards the waters edge
i face
the terrified breath of a storm

you left me resting
near the deep water
where the fog feels cold
and the wind blows without motion
over the sand
like my sigh



Poetry by Loke
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Written on 2005-12-31 at 11:43

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R.K.Singh
A good read, and a nice reflection on your experience.
R K
2006-03-12