Poems to the Ocean

I would rather be ::: the beholder of beauty ::: than the beautiful

Archive for sleep

Inside each of us ::: is the one who never sleeps ::: little sea of love..

When first you saw me ::: my sleeping heart awakened ::: a blossoming rose.

Sleepless, she ::: by candlelight ::: writes me poetry

Love, how can you sleep? ::: When my hand is holding yours ::: gently beckoning?