(again)

you 
are the opaline clouds
salty foam from the roar of the ocean waves
beating my wild moon heart

and if i have to choose 
you (again)

i'll embrace your dewdrops
absorb your words as rain
and brush your ash over my singed skin 



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post with the chose word, ROAR.   Thanks for the visit.