Wednesday 9 June 2010

My Lady, She Calls Me

My Lady, She Calls Me


Every day
I visit her,
curious to see
what mood
she is in today.

It does not matter
how I find her,
tranquil or
roaring with passion.
I love all her faces.

She calls me near
and
as I dive into
her salty wetness
I realize
my love for her
grows
day by day.

She embraces me
with all she's got
Lifts me up
and leaves me
floating
in complete ecstasy.

How I love her....
my lady,
the sea.

2 comments:

  1. Hi Ingrid,

    Thank you for informing me about this blog, everything is neat and beautiful.
    I wanted to leave my imprint here because I know how much you like this piece, which I enjoyed reading once more.

    Pleasant days
    Samia

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  2. Samia,

    How nice to see your comment, I wish I had known sooner!

    Thank you dear, indeed this is my most special poem, closest to my heart:)

    *hugs*

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