In Your Arms

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Love, Ocean, Poems, Poetic, Poetry, Romance, soulmates, Writing, zen

When I look into your eyes, I wonder how deep is the ocean that lies within them?

I see reflections of tomorrows’ sky filled with the stars that are our dreams

When I listen to your voice, it echoes within my soul and I am lead into Zen

I hear the gentlest whisper that could calm my loudest screams

When I am with you, time transcends this lifetime and feels infinite like our love

At first perched on a branch of constraint, it now flies freely like a dove

When I feel your heartbeat, it pounds intensely from enchantment

With my head nestled on your chest, I listen to it play the most seductive song

When I lay in your arms, my heart sits wrapped in contentment

And I finally realize, this is where I will always belong …

in your arms.

                                                                                                      

Tides of Time

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Amateur Photography, Journal Entry, Jupiter, Love, Ocean, Picture, Poetic, Waves, Writings

Jupiter, FL

Not yet buried by the tides of time, into the raging sea of my memories is the recollection of a night that cut time and existence and left a splinter in my mind.

I cannot recall the entirety of that day, for it is meshed in with the simplicity of any other given day. But that night, ah yes, that stormy autumn night that brought the waves crashing back upon my shore, I cannot soon forget.

Slipping away from an embrace of midnight, I sat alone on the floor of a room in which I sojourn to escape from everything except my thoughts. It is there in obscurity with the candlelight licking my face and the moonlight gently kissing my body that my memories of him began to flood my mind.

I recalled how he at one time became my whole world and then quickly departed from it.

Journal Entry: 1999

The Edge of Happiness and Disappointment

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California, Cliff, Confusion, Disappointment, Edge, Journal Entry, Mixed Signals, My Pictures, My Writings, Ocean, Photography, Poetic, Sea

By: AT

Why does this confusion overwhelm me?

I’m on the edge of the plane of happiness terrified of falling into a pit of disappointment.

Wanting and wishing for someone to grab my hand and make me feel secure.

To bring me back from the edge, or just to push me off already.

To rid me of this fear, of this confusion.

I want to know where I belong, where I will end up.

 Journal Entry: 1996

Part 2: A Fleeting Embrace

Mute Ocean

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Cliff House, Melancholy, My Pictures, Ocean, Ocean Beach, Photography, Poem, Poetry, San Francisco

By: AT

Today the ocean was so sad.

It was the color of depression and yet it was beautiful still.

The waves played a melancholy melody which existed only in my mind.

All sounds ceased to exist.

The waves themselves became silent and their patterns only made sense to me.

It was as if I was the only one who could understand the world.

Written: August 2000

Awakening

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California, Journal Entry, Ocean, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Sea

Free beyond a time of innocence,

Beyond the depths of a new sea.

I will see with eyes which I have not before,

And understand the true meaning of you.

Written: 1995 – 1998

Half Moon Bay, By: AT