Shores.
Author: shakespeare09Outstretched sand embraces, childlike,
the return of an emerald tide.
Sprawled and cracked crustaceans alike
basked shells of yesterday that bide
the slow clamoring of bells inside
the pulsing of Time cannot hide.
The crimson coral drips its blood
to a rhythmic cadence unknown.
Dancing petals of a rosebud
prance beneath gilded stars outshone;
Slain butterflies upon waves glown
reflecting Luna’s violet throne.
Come back to me, the shores that weep
as willows sway night's symphony
with splintered soul caressed asleep.
I mourn my Love's lost company -
her wild heart torn in agony
by the sea's tempestuous villainy.
Alone I beckon Love’s pilgrim
knelt before the luminous shore.
I hear the choired seraphs hymn
with all that heaven's grace implore!
The love within could not restore
and wept and wept forever more.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 11:48 PM CST