Soft on the neck of either dove love's hands let slip the reins: and while we look for light of love, love's twilight wanes...

Tipani flower skies blazing rapture of color laced tree crowns silhouettes along the ocean diamond necklaced beach...of my heart in fragrance of love spilled by caressing kisses of the sun opening the gates to dive deep through away to horizons with no return...

I love his passion, his power, his gentleness and his caress. His stories full of cries and laughter, his glory of the gods...at worst and best... The Ocean, my and only lover. My Ocean that the key to treasure chest possesses...

Meet me there, where the sea meets the sky...