where the writers are

You paint my world with your words,

calming my tumultuous ocean as darkness falls


Close my eyes, lay my head upon your chest,

listen to the beating of your heart


Like a child at the ocean with a seashell

pressed against her ear


Drifting off upon the waves of

decadent warmth in your arms


Lost at sea in your laughter, your smiling eyes

my lighthouse guiding me to shore


Wind wrapping me in your wisdom

whispering gently against my skin


Lost in the ocean of dreams

anchored by the beating of your heart