Even if there were no sun, <br />no moon in the night-time sky <br />the shine of these two <br />by any measure is <br />not surpassed by the light in each <br />of your eyes. <br /> <br />Even if I did not love you <br />Love itself would gladly take my place, <br />its enchantment a testament <br />to the lily-fire which resides there <br />beneath that peaches and cream skin, <br />that furnace mouth, <br />that wild hair <br />which flies on its own <br />independent <br />of summer breezes, <br />as ocean breakers <br />throw themselves upon the beach <br />for you, <br />where your shoeless tracks <br />in the sand <br />exist as tiny monuments <br />of your having passed there. <br /> <br />The starfish smile in the shallows, <br />the clams bubble <br />the crayfish line up silently; <br /> <br />the summer sun comes down to crest-height <br />to gaze upon you, <br /> <br />the gulls caw! and caw! <br />footmen <br /> <br />sounding the call <br />you'd come for another days walk <br /> <br />on the beach. <br /> <br />I watch from afar <br />as wavy foam <br />from the breaker surge <br />spews high into the air <br />obscuring your gauzy shape <br />as it slowly shimmers and disappears <br />behind sand dunes of smoky orange. <br /> <br />It is enough to worship here each day <br />as you go by <br />no need for consummation <br />or hesitant introductions. <br /> <br />I am content with Love's Worship <br />because its perfections perfectly match <br />your apparition there- <br />gliding from unknown origins- <br />a breath-taking passage, <br />into spiraling sea- foam <br />leaving behind tiny shoeless tracks <br />soon rushed upon <br />by an adoring, loving sea.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/orange-dunes/
