Cocoa Beach

   

Cocoa Beach Sunset (Photo credit: JessicaGarbe)

Warm salty breeze,
heavy- -moist,
buffets my body- –
a divine sweet wine
I take in sipped breaths
and savor.
Silver moon sparks
across rolling waves- –
suddenly spent lovers
crashing- -lying down
in a rushing hush,
energy aglow.
Silence
broken only by
tidal love’s urgent surge
bursting my heart
giving and taking,
pushing- -pulling,
its steady breathing my
constant companion tonight.
                                                         Alone on a balcony
                                                         I take in Cocoa Beach,
                                                         make it a part of me- –
                                                         future trinket
                                                         for my memory box.
                                                         With gossamer wings
                                                         I would fly slowly
                                                         over the glittered
                                                         charcoal horizon- –
                                                         listening to wind
                                                         rushing in the night,
                                                         become bright moon
                                                         sparks bursting, or
                                                         swoop low
                                                         over cooling sand
                                                         strewn with glassy shells
                                                         seeking a 3:00 a.m
                                                         lonely hearted love.

                                                         Although,
                                                         I am content
                                                         absorbing solitude
                                                         simply to be- –
                                                                                  me.

 
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

 

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Dream Vacation

 

English: A live Sand dollar, species Mellita quinquiesperforata (Leske, 1778), at low tide on the beach at Playa Grande on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica 23. February 2005 Sand dollars are flat sea urchins. When you find sand dollars on a beach, the white ones are the old empty shells or tests, having died, lost their covering of velvety spines and having been bleached white by the sun. The live ones are dark and completely covered in very small spines (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Subconscious meanderings- –
sleep’s misty embrace displayed
in fanciful velvet wrapping.
Thought burst rivulets
of emotion flashed
in dream scene electric
light play- -a pleasure
junket in the night.
My direct flight to you
bathed in silver moonlight
strolling some remote beach,
inky waves lapping
white sand over your feet- –
skipping sand dollars
across my heart.

Please don’t wake me
before sun’s fire rises
over my subconscious.

 
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

 
 

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You’re an Ocean

Oh, to know you like this- –
unbridled emotions ebbing,
flowing, rising, falling
in both the shallows and reaches
of your being
salt kissed waves curling over me,
touching- -caressing my body

I will row into your forever horizon
– -dive in, letting go of it all
– -body surf your soul’s infinite dreams
– -a dolphin endlessly playing
in the vast expanse of your heart
endlessly content
in the sunset fire of your eyes
glimmering- –
on this ocean of emotion
                                                you are- –

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.