white water

By jackcollier7 on
for true love knows no seasons, no endings nor beginnings

~

black beach roiling

the lonely figure walking

March gales came in slashing

white water boiling and crashing

and yet he is far away day-dreaming

of love, the moon and stars, finer things

hearing her voice seeing her face in his mind

knowing, deep in his heart, this is the beginning

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

so in love with her

nothing else matters

 

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7 responses

  1. janowrite | Reply

    Brilliant … great counterpoint between angry seas and “the beginning” …. well done. 💕

    Liked by 1 person

    1. jackcollier7 | Reply

      Thank you ~ I only wrote it
      but I think he’s in love 💞

      Liked by 1 person

  2. missameliaandsir | Reply

    Such a fine line between love and obsession. Sometimes you can’t even see the difference.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. jackcollier7 | Reply

      A real lady always knows 💘

      Liked by 1 person

      1. missameliaandsir | Reply

        Oh, not always. Even a lady can get caught in the frenzy of obsession.

        Liked by 1 person

        1. jackcollier7 | Reply

          Then there are some strange emotions that may pass between a woman and her man in the frenzy of passion. 💞

          Liked by 1 person

          1. missameliaandsir

            The BEST kind of emotions! 😈

            Liked by 1 person

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