I stood at the foreshore
With my arms wide open
She’s the onshore breeze that hit me
And gave me
The freedom to freshness
And pleasure
And made me know my weakness
Opening my eyes to see the ocean
As a forgotten poetry book
A sketched book with no publisher
We came here to give it life
We cuddled
As we watched the currents write verses
The magic sound of the big waters creating love quotes
The strong waves threatening to hit us
But seemed to show mercy on reaching us
We made love to its rhythm
At this very coast
Full of poetry.

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

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