sea tales

from the sea we flopped onto the shore,
simple hearts caught
between jade waters and
coastal shrubbery.

we laughed then, at our own
inadequacies; idly propped,
tails rested amongst the rough shells
and tangled webs of sea-weed.

slow awakening. the wind
blowing across the sky-- see,
feel,
touch,

so intimate. the dawn.
clouds streaking out in colour,
blooming vibrant, spilling
light into our eyes...
the sea, the sea. waves,
dying with each return,
lapping at our hands out-
stretched to cup the salty
waters,

feel the slip, the glide--
lips over skin,

it recedes; soaks
back into the sea,
fingers wriggle.
press in wet sands
and we,

with light and sound,
join our hearts
to one--

the ocean calls
and we swim
with the sea.