The_masqueradeby E.P. Robles20 Dec 2014

I wonder those words
What heart felt
but mouth could not
express on wintry days
It's sound; thundery
across the misty waves
My heart, such ocean
but mind a seashell!
So close to our
dwelling place?
Across the dancing
sometimes prancing
the beacon light
of your soul
A casting of my net
but always love
gets away
And that living
wishing, hoping
for another day
And sometimes while
I watch the jolly sea
I dream of kissing
that thunderous heart!

:: 12-18-2014 ::