Tame the sky above.

She is like the ocean
Her love brings salt wounds
Often gentle ripples
Turn into waves,

You cannot tame the sky
Above her because you love her,

She's like the wind before it rains
Coursing through the veins
In your silent state of affair,

there are places you cannot touch
inside her though she is there
in the flesh like snow,

She has a dream a long way to go

almost taking you with her
rushing against the tide
She loves with the torrents allied
by dunes of time

I call her mine as though her dreams
are mine entwined
she became the breeze potentially
tormenting my mind

With salt wounds time stops to watch
abandoning the clouds for sand
And I love her with my heart
although I can't tame her
Without my holding hands

I simply let the ocean rest
as she becomes a beautiful wave
The wave I'll always remember
As the sweetest yet most severe hello
My wounded heart has ever heard

The earth whisper in my soul.

Nardine Sanderson 03/12/2015.