Stan Petrovich

(10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

Grovel


There, on the beach,
I grovel to the tune of the universe;
Night is just a cluster of woe,
'No more sailing' for me;
I want you in my arms
On the nightbeach,
Out of the city's reach
Out of the tune of men
The contraptions of metal and mental,
As we wait & wait for the tide
To carry us back to the infinitely deemed
Shores of pure love;
Over there where the rocks choke up the flow
And spray deliciciously curved waves
I want nothing more than to stroke your wet hair
And to beach my heartache forevermore.

Submitted: Saturday, May 25, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 25, 2013
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  • Gajanan Mishra (5/25/2013 6:17:00 AM)

    good poem, thanks. I want nothing but love.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote. (Report) Reply

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