making love with you
gives me the depths of the ocean
your arms are failing me
i fall like a sigh from the lips
without the wetness of love's
natural delights
i hold your body tightly
like the darkness that clings to dusk
like light that makes an island
from a pole
i utter love as you close your eyes
i know this pain
i know your pain
i know the house that you left
the place that you miss
i am this lonely island
and you are a drift wood floating
in the sea
waves are taking you here
gifts of the silence of the world
too drifting in this
loneliness of the galaxies
what are we here for?
tell me? dead drift wood to another dead island
to another dead sea?
there is life that we must choose
a pulse
a vibrant heart
an excited hush
a wandering wind
a flickering star
a bright moon
a silvery sea
oh hear, the dolphins are here
they are singing!
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