Her Soul Poem by Garland Jodie Jeen

</>Smell of sea salt,
moisture is married to the air...
Who is watching the girl? over there
standing still in front of the sea
but her brunette hair is not still...
Every lock is grazing every breeze.

How perfect
She is a dreamy soul, dreaming alot.
Long living in the pearl, in the shell
Who coos in the sea? This is her song.
Tears are washing the eyes.
Sea water is washing the soul.

The chiffon frock is streaming about the legs..
A quiet soul is sleeping, away from all shouts in town
She is counting
every mother-of-pearl dream. All dreams
are bathing inside her soul.
Some touching...
a man's arms
begin to embrace
the lady's dream inside the pearl.