Sea Mistree
Sea Mistress
Heading out, I’m seaward bound
Waves snapping shore, the only sound
And the punch of salt air
It’s fresh caress
Swirls my mind
Like a lover’s dress
Gulls bow to me feeling transcends
There’s a thick southwest wind
Like glass through the sea
I spy the sand
My sea mistress pulls my hand
Lovers we will always be
My magical, lyrical, spiritual, sea
This poem is about:
Our world