Mountains of rock
crash into the sea.
Your shoulders are
the new mountains to me.
Water spreads wide
as far as I can see.
Your eyes are all the
world’s oceans to me.
Birds lift their wings
and soar away free.
Your smiles are the
wild eagles to me.
Sunshine dances
on the mountains,
shines on the sea,
warms the flying things,
like your love
which
gives life to me.
11-12-98
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