Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

His Love

When he comes home,
I kiss his inner tears.
The ocean is his lover,
his skin tastes of her saltiness,
her scent lingers in his hair.
When she is fierce and unforgiving,
he finds his way back.
I cradle him the way she does.
He hears her whispers calling him,
and he surrenders ,
willingly .
When he is old,
he wants to lay beside her.
As he dips in her blue waters,
she will soothe his soul,
and he will soothe mine.

20 comments:

  1. This is beautiful...
    And the best thing I've read in a long long time :)

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  2. Lovely. I don't' personally have that type of connection with the ocean (never lived by it) but I can feel it in your words. xo

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  3. Thank you, Corinne. What a sweet thing to say! :-)

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  4. Thank you, Tessa. It is awesome.

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  5. Love this! It's sensual and spiritual at the same time.

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  6. Such beautiful words and an awesome connection to something so natural. Truly lovely.

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  7. Ayala,
    Are you able to accept the giveaway or would you rather me extend it to someone else? I didn't get a P.O. Box or address, so I thought you may want me give it to someone else. I totally understand, either way. Many blessings and keep writing!

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  8. Thank you, Cynthia. I just sent you a message :-)

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  9. I am so sorry! I thought I gave it to you;-0 Guess i had a brain-poot! prayernotesbycynthia@gmail.com
    I'm going to make sure it is on my blog, also!

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  10. You can feel the passion coming in waves.

    Gorgeous Ayala!

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  11. This is visceral and sensual, Ayala. You hit it out of the park.

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  12. Thank you, Kelly. How nice of you to say :)

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  13. I like this one. The image brings it to life too.

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