Saturday, April 03, 2010

Fresh Air

I try to let the beach's salt air intoxicate my passions to love the sea again,
but it always turns sour in my heart,
because I can't end that sickening horror from remembering
losing grip of my love's hand while we leaped from that sinking ship
before she disappeared forever when swallowed by the storm's raging waves.

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