Dolphins At Dawn (Off Sandy Bay)

Palpitating

Shiver of sea

Sparkling splinter of

Numinous ocean

Gifted personality

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The Great Green

Divested of all terror

Its playfulness distilled to

Living livery of wave

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I return new-born

With Dawn’s

Rose fingered bloom

To find you

Hoping you will

Humour me

(It is you who decides

whether we shall meet

In the scary deep)

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Yearning to grasp you

On this moving

Merry-go-round

Of touching

Not touching

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Today, will I see:

The smooth sleekit slip of

Curling curiosity

That makes me cry out loud with glee

(Like I am 5 years young again and

There is nothing but this!)

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Your meanest of tricks could

Make a romp of otters blush

I can’t get enough of you; could hunt you forever

I pray we never catch you

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