Sea of Love

Forever love sweeps us away in waves that cascade across all seasons of sin. High tides we must survive or we’ll be capsized in shallow fleeting moments of skin. Throw what heavies the pace, be my beacon of faith, light the way.

I am your rock, submerged by a shore of your happy tears welling. Drop your guard, anchors my swelling heart, love was hidden now here for you to find and be linked by our kind and mindful souls. A surge of love, flash flooding feelings. Ahoy, embark with joy, tis the season of divine reason. Know this is the best ship. Our relationship. Our souls eagerly sailing a sea of our destiny. Horizons stretch into the expanse of oceans hiding treasure chests pirated by lovers who left. A map reveals where “ex” marks spots in my past. My chest, a heavy treasure full of precious answers hidden in a deep blue abyss. Waves rock the boat, seas become unsettled, a white wash churns. My misty eyes are wide open. Love is the perfect storm. Wild oceans are uncharted, a treasure found, souls bound. This is the beginning, the treasure my answer, yes I do, I will. Ring the bell of destiny, love is found.

Treasure maps promise to guide us forward forever. Our souls saved from a loneliness riptide, sucking ships into heart shaped reefs, razor sharp to break up unwedded lovers. Even the strongest of ships can be wrecked. Love is a school of fish, we learned to follow each other in this mesmerizing dance entranced. We netted the lust and made stronger sails of love to survive tornadoes and tidal waves. Faster I feel the arousal of our efforts and twin virtues.

My heart plays our song repeat. words of why our hearts are booming. Throbbing and filling our room with acoustics sensually thrusting in time with the wild rhythm drum of this love. Sunbeams dance over virtuous tides that lap the coasts. A lighthouse lights the seas of moral learned and burns boundaries into our minds. A reflux of memories. Love, venerable. Lessons learned by souls wised. Synchronized truths synonymous with faith. Turtle doves take flight in slip streams of white hot steaming engines of passion. Train, drive this love like a sports bike, capture it and keep us knotted, locked in commitment, you have the keys.

Shipwrecks sink and rot into existence in the shallows of polite small talk. Bouys are seen and ships change course. In this direction souls stay vigilant. We have seen fools rush in blindly and die capsized by over talking twisted plans. Sin may come in seasons leaving us marooned. We love the isolation, our souls take the opportunity to just swim slowly making love trysts of tenderness.

We are the happy ending. The happily ever after. Twin towers of this fairytale. Symmetry in nature gives our souls patterns to follow. Hearts flow like waterfalls filling pools below. History books write our wrongs, mistakes fade. Faith turns on the sirens and shines beacons of hope. We remove the tricky tinders burning sure fire fears, our profiles now landlocked by love. We both see our souls free in Eden. A sliver bullet kills monsters seasoned by sin in the wilderness. New moons rising. A change of seasons let’s the sea wash sins away, we choose landmarks of forgiveness and build a shelter where we can renew. Naturally we find our flow. We bathe our love in a pristine pool of divinity. Our souls can be love birds nested in forests governed by God’s will and laws.