I love you dearly
even with our hearts hung low
and our thoughts so weary
I love you deeply
through weeping eyes that,
try as they might,
cannot see clearly
time
after
time
I love you fearlessly
in the face of doubt who breaks us,
shakes our souls and holds up our woes,
wakes our fears and leers
from just out of reach
but far too near
I love you endlessly
like the waves love the sea
like fish in the river love swimming up stream
On an island in the ocean,
reaching through cold fog, were trees
old and wise
We stood, enamored with their size
Taking in the long lines of their strong limbs
wanting to climb up
and in
You stood, eyeing the pines with a grin
We waded across a brackish stream
towards mountains
of barnacles and bare roots
larger than our bodies
covered in dirt and a salty glaze
fully exposed to the raw sea air
My heart knows where to find yours
along the lines of these western shores
Beneath arms of a tree
twisting hard toward the sea
On a sandy beach
old water underneath
Fresh waves soak sand down to clams, rocks and weeds
Beside shifting seas, eager to tease
with rippling swells that dance at your feet
In a salty breeze with sandy knees
and woolen arms for holding me
Under cap pulled low against gust and gale
In the heart of a land made of tales of whales
and seafaring men with their dinghies and dories
who made it their duty to bring us sea stories
Crabs scurry, but worry little
as the sun goes down
on this sailors town
The gulls keep watch on the empty streets
and my lips find the lips they’ve been longing to meet
Elsa Curtis | I like to write 