Jan 09, 2007 00:05
Damn.
Well maybe things can only go up hill from here?
And more from the calculator...
Standing on the beach he watched the silver waves crash molten into her body
The gulls dipped their wings into the froth and soared into the sun
Feathers black with oil
Dark as her fingertips against the sky
He could barely remember her strength
The days when she had stood smiling in her soft white dress
As spring flowers fell like ash around her feet
The flame in her eyes dwindling under the cold blue sky
With his hand he had scalded her
Reaching out as he watched the moon and the sun meet so far above
Her breath had brushed his hair aside
A whisper muffled in the summer rain
In the wind on the grey shore that caress faded
Leaving her only to cry out to an invisible fog
While all he could do was watch as she pulled the sea into her heart
Beh...