Lost at Sea

Lost at sea.
Back to the beginning within thee.
Fevered eyes that cannot see
the loving touch that sets you free.
He came and then he disappeared.
Left behind, a frosty spray
of gray and growing beards
and windswept ways.
Red rosy tinge upon the skin.
She bled into the back of everything.
Still lost at sea.
Back to the beginning
within thee...

? Michaelette ?

10/20/2005
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Take me home . . .