Gainor Ventresco Laney

Rookie (March 29,1963 / Boston, Mass)

Timeless - Poem by Gainor Ventresco Laney

Sweet, I think
that your best work refers to the ocean
the very thing I love the most
It runs salty in my veins
crashes in my ears at night
Calls me siren-like to its edge
and draws me in
as you have
A cool embrace on hot, weary skin
a watery blue tempest
spilling shells and sand
Treasures-
precious to me
timeless


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006



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