“Love”
Capsized
Luff to the wind
Your sails
My cloth
Curved as wings
We gather
Moved
Descended
Propelled
Riding the feverish waters
I am
The calm
Turned sultry thick
Canvased skin
Dimpled white
Folds of flowing ghosts
Calling
With strong voice familiar
Captured in enduring flight
Starboard forgotten
Sunset entered
Through the ache of voyage
Capsizing the maiden
Nape upon nape
In the storm of you
Belly of a Star 
June 8, 2013 at 11:32 pm
I feel the cool ocean breeze as I read this, very moving Sam.
June 10, 2013 at 7:03 am
swoosh, swoosh, splash, squirt…hehe. Thanks for reading Lady Alyce :))