From liquid glass to boiling foam, moody Sea
Can gentle be, or scream out her commands
With restless need for exclusivity
She drowns attempts to flee her reprimands.
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Welcome could not be the word
When visitors first encounter
This mouth of Hell.
These seeming absurdly high
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Whispering songs of romance
You won me to your melody,
Which now breathes a symphony
Within my soul. My heart dances
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We live our todays as velvet on skin
Embracingly smooth, with ease of fine silk.
Each moment gone drifts into yesterday.
Lives sadden spent dusting future for hope.
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Well, did you ever! Oh how grand!
In the smallest of rooms I stared
As farmer friends beamed, proud planning
Had now worked, to get me in there.....
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When we learn not to tamper.
Respect all things wild,
Then land and inhabitant
Will not stay maligned
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Wings of adulthood grown, now I can fly
And will sing myself loud into each day.
Early elation comes easily, - - trying
To grow up too soon though loses the way
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Tucked in a valley, a long walk away
From dwellings or ice-cream selling, paradise
................lies hiding.
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Meadow in honey-soaked sun.
Bunches of ripeness swing from each vine.
Work of the pressing just begun
When ardently your glance caught mine.
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