one moment he shared with me today
as i walked out on him for the first and last time
a handfull of pinks oranges yellows and reds werecast apon the sea
reflecting the light
i had never seen anything so soft and yet bright
the sea swells trying to contain its secrets below the surface
a cloud passes over looking like a hand reaching out as if to say ocean be still
the wind caresses my cheek and its chilled fingers run thrugh my hair and tugg at my clothing
the ocean calls to me
come be free
fall away and desolve into sea foam like the rest
the little boats engin roars and a trail of wake is left behind the salty spray spits up at me and creates fake tears
the sea crys out in pain and forgotten moments fly by infront of me
the sea is chaseing me
it wants me to come for a swim in its dark deep waters
the clouds above us start spitting down rain and there is not enough room for us all inside the cabin so i volenteer to sit outside and listen to the oceans song
goose bumps on my leggs i lean against the back of the boat and am constantly being thrown forwards or off my crate i sit on
i draw my legs into my chest and rap my arms around them. shorts were a bad idea
come to me
disolve
be free sway and dance the un coriagraphed dance of the water
i gaze off in the direction of the sun set as i start singing to my self
nice to meet u anyway by Gavin DeGraw
over and over again
"ur amazing I'm atracted but i'm terriply distracted"
over and over
come out and play with me the ocean continues to call
and then comes the crazy idea hey why not
i lean over the edge and lool at the sky and the hand is gone
it is nolonget a hand but mearly spilt milk smeered across the sky
the ocean no longer sings of sorrows but sploshes with glee
the engin nolonger has a mighty and feirce roar, not it is just mearly noise
an orcistra of noise the wind the splashes and sploshes, the grumbel of the engine and thehissing of the spray. it is all just noise
I miss him...........

just a glimps of a thought for a writing thing to discribe today at LI
not an organized thought yet mind u it is 2 in the morning so how could it be
*Meggie Baby