The waves <br />they call you <br />come on <br />come to my bed <br />like a lovely lass <br />they hug your feet <br />and upset your stand <br />your steps deter <br />and again the next <br />they wet you <br />and cooling rises up <br />slowly you are won <br />the message <br />has worked <br />you go more and more <br />nearer the deeps <br />you want to feel <br />the massive heap <br />and write your name <br />upon the wet sands <br />the nearer you go <br />the higher they climb <br />and enter the hips <br />with druuging moisture <br />Ocean beds are dangerous <br />sharks and seals together sticks <br />yet, strongly it haunts you <br />the call of sea <br />the blue waves <br />their magic curves <br />massaging kiss <br />and modest wish..... <br />little by little <br />haunted by the witch <br />you step in and step into.....<br /><br />lalitha iyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/touch-the-heart-of-ocean/
