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Sea glass

Missing image
How fragile I find your heart,
with my hand laid upon your breast
I cried for a hundred tomorrows. With
the ache of emptiness always near me
I will surrender to these waves
that wash you against me, and I will
become the sea glass that survives
the storm of your water's edge.

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  • tara wilson gold member
    April 23, 2008
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    reading this one again. it's beautiful

  • tara wilson gold member
    February 27, 2008

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    this is absolutely beautiful...I love the story you bring to this inspiration and where it took you...

    a charming, beautiful, sensual & longing poem..I feel...
    "and I will
    become the sea glass that survives
    the storm of your water's edge." ..*sigh*

    I love this one...thanks so much for your entry.


  • Nangaleema
    February 20, 2008
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    A lovely sentiment. The last half is especially poignant. Very nice. - NANGALEEMA


  • Night Hope gold member
    February 19, 2008

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    "and I will
    become the sea glass that survives
    the storm of your water's edge."

    Sighhh...This is such a tender, poignant, yearning, melancholy & ultimately loving piece, my Friend. Absolutely beautiful. Good luck in Tara's contest, dear Scribe. Wanda