I hath found traces of
solace, encrusted in coral
serenity, 'pon chiseled stone.
I hath found aqua blue,
encompassed in divinity;
amidst swells of promise.
I hath found, cradled within
thy bosom, true melody; to
seduce; to beckon; to enthrall.
I hath found tranquility, adrift
in prisms of quintessential pearls;
cupped in treasures, sunken.
I hath found gems, softly
lapping 'pon myne face; to
cherish; to covet in purity, aglow.
I didst hear thy beckon, milady.
All that I am, I giveth unto
thee ~ myne belov'd sea.








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with love & light~ Desire~*~



































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