Sonnet 002

When diamond billows break upon the shore
And seagulls drop from clouds of lovers’ dream,
Then oceans are but minutes, never more —
And things are not what sighting makes them seem.

Upon the sand shells paint a tapestry —
Where sunlight threads a gilded strand in song
As children build a castle by the sea
Where day is life and sweet rest comes at dawn.

There walking, find I hidden in the breeze
The sweet caress of secret lover’s hand.
There sacrifice a prayer upon my knees
That soon without this shroud we two might stand.

When darkened skies bring word of pending storm,
Two dreams arise to keep each lover warm.

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