The set of the sails ...

The set of the sails ...

Sleeping in Blue by Eileen Carney Hulme

I lean into you,
we bury down
in the dunes

the breeze holds
like a whisper
you stroke my brown knees

your fingers
are my unspoken thoughts

the silence is sensuous,
suffuses like
scent of sandalwood

I watch
the sea
your hands
the waves
seep into my bones

the sky descends
we sleep in blue.
 


04/01/2013
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