As the sun goes down
rays of orange light
filter through the crashing surf
Curling waves glowing from within
It’s gorgeous, magical, mesmerizing

And maybe that’s what your love
does for me
Perhaps it fills me
Works it’s way through
the churning, swelling, rising, swirling
Waves that are me

Yes, your love flows through me
And makes me something more
Makes me something

©️tara caribou – 2018

Originally published on The Literati Mafia.

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