THE WAVES

The lake was calm and waited still.
In your eyes I could see
A deeper lake speaking to
My heart beckoning.

A sweet breeze lazily blew,
Cooling my sweating face.
Then a stronger wind under
Our imaginary wings came.

My mouth was warm.
The boat slowly heaved.
The wave ..the wave hit
Our boat and I saw it rise.

My name was called in rhythm
With the angry waves.
Bobbing, heaving waves..
Oh , the lovely waves...

And they washed us to the shore.