twirl around my toes
as Neptune
pulls back his beard to cast
his frothy tresses at my feet--
netting my heart again
and again.
The surf's eternal rumbles
caress my soul
if only for these few precious hours.
Inspired by: Monday Musings: June 23, 2014 - Image Prompt... and Grandpa Ocean. :)
Feeling transported . . . I am there!
ReplyDeleteI wish I still was! LOL! Thanks Andrea!
DeleteIn the here and now and yet thinking of grandpa. Haven't seen you much hope all is well. Happy Birthday to Greg and take care. Hugs!
ReplyDeleteI've made some choices (and had some imposed upon me) that have severely limited my computer "face time". I am still writing... just not online so much at the moment. You'll "see" me as I can grab time. ;) I hope life is getting better on your end Bekkie. Be kind to yourself. Hugs back!
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