Clean air envelopes us as only it can out here,
The breeze touches with a tenderness all its own.
Touch creates a blush from within,
Forming in my inner depths, flowing outwardly.
Gliding forward through tranquil waters,
A quiver in the sails improves our progress
Quiet whispers playfully tickle my ear,
While a shiver touches my spine.
Sails are tuned and lines pulled taut,
As the wind paves out unchained roads.
Your embrace shrouds me with love,
Capturing unchained passion in my heart.
Written for Tuesday Title and 3WW.
8 comments:
Beautiful in its construction and its timing. I like this.
So beautifully worded. Wonderful..
warming up to you and lot more...
Angel, this is beautiful. I can feel the love you have for sailing on those unchained roads. Nice job. Have a nice day.
very tender use of words, I felt like I'm there with you, sailing the sea, though it also reminds me of Jane Austen's novels with your usage of descriptions
Beautiful! I can feel the breeze in my air and the shiver in my spine. Very nicely done!
This is so sensitive and sweet! Lovely atmosphere!
lovely! I read this as a testament of your love for sailing and for the person with you.
Freedom can be found in a million places. Where you discover it is unimportant, but we all must find it! Thanks for sharing this, Angel.
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