Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Rising Tide

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Our love floats in the blue mist
nightingale sings his poetic songs
rolling waves,  surges of emotion
pounding rhythm, no escaping

Can't  get enough, can't get enough
your love is makin' me crazy
wanna make love in the moonlight

Silhouettes dancing cheek to cheek
sliding to the melody of the sea
embracing our vulnerability
collapsing into the shoreline

Boldly expressive, wandering hands
leaving lasting imprints lovingly
moist bodies molding in the sand
whooshing surf, taste of salted air

I'm so stuck, stuck, on you babe
sinking into the depth of  your eyes
kisses linger on warm wet  lips
sweeping me away, rising tide

Under the stars seeking heaven
can't break free from your love
wanna feel your body next to me
wanna feel you deep inside of me

Moon rising in a velvet sky
thunderous our souls merge
crashing waves ecstasy, gentle cry
trembling, surrendering our hearts

Can't get enough, can't get enough
your love is makin' me crazy
wanna make love in the sunlight


posted for dVerse

36 comments:

  1. ha you need to put this to a tune...i would love to hear it...a little crazy love goes a long way...seriously, sing it! smiles.

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    1. Good Evening Brian,

      A little crazy love is always good..thanks for the visit my friend.

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  2. I love the rhythm and the love that comes through so strongly in this poem!

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    1. Thanks so much Mary always a pleasure to have you visit

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  3. Beautifully sensual. I loved the rhythm and the flow which is just like that of a gently caressing breeze.

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    1. Thank you I am glad you could feel the rhythm.

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  4. Wow that was full of love
    Better hope no one watches from above
    They may get a full moon of their own
    And hear quite a groan haha
    And day and night
    Just keep going and letting it take flight
    now there is the way to be
    And that stuck sure works for me

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    1. Well, why not bring in the morning sunrise
      I knew you would like the "stuck" part...
      seems I have a melody playing in my head
      as I drift off to bed..(smiling)

      Good Night!

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  5. There's no stopping the rising tide, is there? Beautifully done.

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    1. Thank you for the visit and kind words.

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  6. This feels to me like it wants to be put to music...I thought this as soon as I read the first refrain.

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    1. Hi Victoria,

      Thanks for the visit a poem that wants to be sung.

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  7. Victoria said exactly what I was going to say! Reads like a song...well done :-)

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    1. Thank you, perhaps a lyrical poem with the heart of a song.

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  8. Moonlight (preferred) ... sunlight (well, make it the shade) and also... give me at least a hammock or a big picnic quilt :)

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    1. Hi Margaret,

      I agree moonlight preferred..

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  9. there's so much magic in the sea, waves, tides and oh that love making in the sun and moonlight...lovely..smiles

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    1. Claudia,

      I agree there is something magical about the sea..it is vast and one cannot help but, fall under its spell.

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  10. Sensual indeed , a song of love , words of romance and anything to do with the waves or the ocean, is bliss to our poetic muse - very, very nice.

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  11. Sounds like a song lyric to me - better set it to music - right away! I know a good song when I read one! Well done.

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    1. Thank you so much! I am glad you could hear the sounds of a song.

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  12. A very sensual poem!
    "embracing our vulnerability" - a beautiful line!

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    1. Thanks for the visit and the lovely comment.

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  13. filled with love and passion:)

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  14. This reads like a song!! Beautiful!

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  15. Yes, I hear it as a song to...and it has me craving a cocktail of a certain name!

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    1. Hello,

      Thank you and yes that cocktail would be nice about now..smiling..

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  16. Very much a song - with that exuberance and longing. Lots of fun. Thanks, k.

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    1. Good Morning,

      Thanks for the visit..glad you enjoyed my poem/song.

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  17. romantic, passionate, a little bit wild and daring, making love in the moonlight and again in the sunlight..a lovely mad love affair..loved this poem

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    1. Thank you for the visit..wild and daring all you need is a quiet beach...

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  18. This is very nice... I wish I could write poetry... I don't think I have the discipline or the patience (if those two are not the same thing...).

    I would agree with the others... most definitely, this is a work that could be set to music. It's my recollection that Jim Morrison, of The Doors, was a poet... he would write the lyrics, and some of the other guys would work the music around what he wrote.

    Of course, that was way back... and the old saying is, that if you can remember the '60s... then you really didn't live them...

    HAR!

    I hope all is well with you, dear...

    ~shoes~

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    1. Hi Shoes,

      Morrison was a great poet and his music is still relevant to this day. Sometimes, when I write I listen to him and pop some wine..he was far ahead of his time when it came to music and the art of poetry and of course the band was instrumental to their success.

      Maybe, you could try some free verse as you don't have to adhere to any form just let it flow from deep inside.

      Thanks for the visit as always..

      HAR!

      Keep in touch! I am doing ok "going through the motions of my life"

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  19. Nice to have crazy love.... Beautiful .

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    1. ayala - Thanks for the visit..I guess crazy love is a good thing.

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