Castaway
Reaching out through space and time My senses tingle I feel your presence It’s as if your palm is outstretched Luring me to you Hypnotically sedated Drifting in the sea of all that is you Soothing Serene Slowly exhaling Captured by your spell Yes captive, but summoned Contentedly free yet swallowed by you Slowly Gently Navigating my soul through unchartered waters Anchored only by your hands in the small of my spine Sheltered in your embrace Your lips against my temple So that I may hear your breath as you guide me Entwined Tangled Waves of bliss splashing Crashing against my skin In the harbor of your arms I am your willing castaway Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 02:23 AM PST, Sheila Morgan 0 • 18 • 8
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"Reaching out through space and time..."