SHE KNOWS

 She Knows

The ocean waits for my waking

She lies quiet between the shorelines

Purring like a cat 
That dreams of cream

Yawning with the chill of new dawn,

I pull on clothes that smell of sand,

Stumble through the house still dark with night shade,

And throw open the door to a sunrise made by God

There she is, the love of my life!

The tides wave at me with their silvery-white fingers

Beckon me towards her with calls of love 
That too few men can hear

I can only stand there 
In amazement at her beauty

While morning wraps itself 
Around my drowsy shoulders now wide awake

The sea is my lover,

My muse and my temptation

Roaring in my ears

And whispering in my soul like no other can

The sun rises gold in an azure sky

And I can wait no longer

I run to her

My arms outstretched and longing

Laughing as she splashes my face in greeting

Where have you been? she asks

As she folds me in 
Her salty sweet embrace

I was dreaming of you, my love, I answer
Though words are not needed between us

Because she knows

She knows.

© By Voo

Jan 17. 2010

3:23 a.m.

For Larry Kuechlin

Poet/Surfer