The Girl who was Sculpted by the Sea

By Idsight

Burrowing toes arch their back
And purr for soft sand's golden heat
The thrum of the tide sits on top of your chest
Pulse slowing 'til you're ebbing in sync.

The salt in the air coats your tongue
Mouth flooding, you swallow the sea
The ice breeze then slides in the green of your eyes
And drifts back to reality.

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Published on Monday, November 14, 2011. Filed under: "Poetry"

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March 1st, 2013

Comments on "The Girl who was Sculpted by the Sea"

On Saturday, March 2, 2013, BetaWolfinVA (795) wrote:

humm, this reminds me of floating on the ocean, but it could also be drifting away
A former member wrote: How beautifully erotic. As someone who is personally in love with the sea, I feel this poem in my soul. Thank you for this wonderful work.
On Friday, March 1, 2013, Jonas (720) wrote:

i love poems like this. i see them as containers that are larger on the inside than they are on the outside. so few words, so much room to wander in them.
A former member wrote: Deep, beautiful, horrible, thoughtful, light, dark. A very special and tremendous poem!
A former member wrote: This one softly assaults the senses. Well done piece, idsight.
On Wednesday, November 30, 2011, terris crimson (169) wrote:

this is so sad, beautiful, and full of a fresh perspective that I have found almost every poet lacking, you are awesome!!!!!
On Monday, November 14, 2011, Devilish (2657) wrote:

Sweeeeet!!!! I love it!