Wednesday, November 17, 2010

found in a journal, dated 8.1.2010

The ocean, blanketed in moonlight
is an illuminated secret.


A star is the pure energy of a 
child's wink.


Night. Lovers swim.
The moon, pulls the ocean, pulls the lovers


up       
    and
         down...
         
They laugh as they curl their
bodies around each other.
Silently frightened of what lies beneath.

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