Away From Me
Have you ever huddled on the shores of a neverending sea at night, shivering in the mighty crash of the dark sea surf?
A tempest roars, threatening the flickers of light glimmering in each shimmering white crest of salty brine. Waves shudder and furl back into the sea, flailing beneath the power of the lashing winds.
My love shudders too, cascades against cascades, broken by the cruel storm. It limps, aches, sighs.
And goes on.
