Succulent Surf
by Phedre


The dawn lifts up over the crest of the beach.

The gentle tropical breezes carrying scents of flowers

titillating mind and tracing gentle eddies in the chill glazed lagoon.

We drift. On oceans of sand. Kissed by the touch of sun from dawns rays...

Oh sweet bliss is this oasis of peace filled morning...

the shifting cadence of gentle waters trickling

over moss covered rocks reflecting the brilliant light of day in chill water...

we stumble tripping through life like stones thrown

to skip and dive to bottoms bliss...

I rock irreverent in your embrace

sensing the loss of salvation's grace,

to tread simply and true to this my heart bound in you.