Ocean waves rushing,
washing tracks from the sand.
the warm breeze blows,
upon lovers hand in hand.
The palm trees are all swaying,
like they know the way,
Miles and miles of white sand,
gives way to the oceans sway.
Crystal clear blue skies,
a touch of heaven so high,
The whispers of the palm trees,
are all mingled in a sigh.
A world is forgotten,
when I look into your eyes.
You take my breath away,
with all your sweet soft cries.
Lost inside each other,
I know every scene by heart.
Tie together the bonds of love,
unto death that we shall part.
A contest entry
- Love prompt by Shifting.
375 points, ended July 24, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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I like this poem. The beginning catches you and holds you close.
Ocean waves rushing,
washing tracks from the sand.
the warm breeze blows,
upon lovers hand in hand.
This part is so sweet. I love the feeling of the waves rushing.
thanks for entering.
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