Oceans Love Song

Your face ripples throughout the
days and caressed by the
moonlight of the nights.
You pleasure me with your gentle
touch, and your warning cries of a
starboard buoy placed far beyond my dreams.
Its the image you leave like an
imprint of perfection burned inside my soul.
The warmness of inhabitable
hopes glistening to the songs below.
But I Keep listening to the low tide
hoping to hear your breath.
Always lurching on the bars of
waves stretched across the vast
sound of glory and grace.
Each breaker’s damp white hem
billowed by the rocks outlined in
heavens imagination.
Echoes your whispering voice
saying my name.
But never reaching far enough
to splash your dreams upon my
page of work.