Thursday, December 9, 2010

Long Time, No Sea


I remember her.
The subtle rising and falling of her chest as she slept.
Her raging fury when aroused.
Our time together was brief, but passionate,
And so long ago.
But now and then
I seem to catch her scent
And I spin around expecting her to be there.
But she isn't.


sj

1 comment:

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