gull song #2

to love is to cherish the Soul's green seas -
and tender on gentle, crave -
The Spirit's spindrift,white, foaming, swirling protect us -
til we, free yet wet-winged, pause, dip and join
the lonely and potent rage of the tides.

and whether i leave to the sea's long rustling,
or whether the silences spin me to you -
came your rush that quieted tides -
and terminal meanderings, while deep in your essence i slept -
hushed by the breath of the tides low beating,
that sank like the rains in our infinite nights.