Rolling in Blue

I’m carried by dreams to the soft down of cliff top overlooking the rolling, blue sea, and the fisherman’s boat swelling and bobbing the waves, rolling in blue. My eyes flicker open, focus on the ceiling. Music reaches me from somewhere and a cluster of pebbles patter the panes as if someone is trying to alert me. I rise, pull on my robe and walk downstairs to where the lilies grow. Their heady, seductive pollen overwhelms me. You’re standing just shy of the threshold, arms open. I yield. I yield, walk the path to the shore and roll in blue.

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September 25, 2013

Secretnarrative

Thank you all very much for the lovely comments x :-)

September 25, 2013

Secretnarrative

The picture is from this photographer's portfolio :-)
https://www.dreamstime.com/lunamarina_info

September 25, 2013

FabioConcetta

Great picture!!!

September 24, 2013

Laurasinelle

Really nice! =)

September 24, 2013

Inyrdreams

my favorite poem and photo so far

September 23, 2013

Secretnarrative

Thank you :-)

September 23, 2013

Stockfotoart

lovely :)

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