Sea Of Self

I will run along the beach
To find you,
Waves caressing my ankles:
Teasing me, beckoning me
To be free,
To find you,
To touch your sacred soul.
As I breathe, I empty
All fear and reach a rhythm:
Until I see you,
Until we meet,
Until I have words for you.
In the sea of your eyes
I lose myself,
Find my self,
Learn to love
My self.
Yes,
I will run along the beach
To find you,
Waves caressing my ankles
Teasing me,
To be free,
To find you,
To touch you.

Copyright Hiraeth 2015

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