When you start to write, and the words form into lines, and a poem starts to take shape, they can sometimes lead in a different direction from what was originally intended. After writing this, I found that I could not remember the original intent, but I really enjoyed writing it. It was written for a lady, one whom I respect, and will not name. Just call it Goddess.
Goddess
My heart is pounding in my chest,
As you come near to me.
A vision of my longing dreams,
As you walk by the sea.
The rising sun across the waves,
Puts gold streaks in your hair.
The morning breeze fluffs up your curls,
I see a goddess there.
The sparkling hazel of your eyes,
As you smile sweet at me,
Complements the deep blue-green,
Out on the salty sea.
To see you in this morning light,
A treat beyond compare.
Gives appetite to taste your lips,
Here in this salty air.
So gently press your lips to mine,
And let me feel your love.
I'll float among the billowed clouds,
Like angels up above.
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