sunrise over swamps

sunset over melancholy seas

Poem 8 of 30

on April 9, 2013

His eyes reminded her of the sea: cool, pale, and catching the sunlight they took on shades of green and blue. Everything he said seemed as mysterious and deep as the waters of the ocean, inhabited by unseen thoughts and forms of unspeakable beauty, and as perfect and strong as the rhythms of the tide.

Her hair reminded him of waves swept along a wide river: dark and flowing through untamed forests and the dwelling places of iridescent dragonflies. Her every movement seemed as fluid as a wild animal hunting among vivid flowers

He did not know how to speak of it to her, nor her to him. They kept their silence.

 

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2 responses to “Poem 8 of 30

  1. Neelam Dadhwal says:

    Beautiful reflection of silent togethersomes.

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