together we two
masculine arms stretching, reaching
feminine arms embracing, caressing
both creating
parabolas of love
the surf strains to touch us
waves smacking and cracking
wet with wonder
we merge, we fuse
one straight unbisected line
spindrift our gaze
airy planes of light, cloud ellipses
soft circles of moon and stars
diamond sand, we form
one straight unbisected line into infinity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting conceit, Martin. I like the metaphor. Good write. Hugh