By scqueen
Date: 1 February 2001
Making Waves
intimacy is tossed aside
like a japanese glass float
when anger and hurt are as fresh
as the ocean's scent
thick air lies between us
our arms restrain from touching
though our hearts are magentically
drawn to one another
and bodies are close
lapping in and out
with each surge
nearer forgiveness
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