With the promise of a storm,
The horizon drapes in grey tapestry.
The balmy breeze closes shop
A brooding wind rolls in.,
Pushing against the sea,
Its playful touch
Teasing the silvery calm.
The sea stir from afternoon haze
Embracing the timeless traveller,
Waves surge, cresting snow white foam,
A jovial sparring of salt and air
an intimacy woven in spirit and earth.
Push and pull between twin flames,
The wind howls, the sea swells,
Lovers, rivals, sovereigns by own rights,
Together, they forge a harmony of dreams.
The intoxicating dance in eternal symphony.
Too close, not close enough,
Storm’s pulse rising in a crescendo,
Sculpting enticing poetry
With tidal waves crashing on the shore.