come now and talk to me
i need you to speak
in sunsets of seas
swimming on your tongue
my man of the waves
i crest at the high tides
with pebbles
the track to the trails
of my heart in you
born beneath
sails of red and blue
a white to fly the banner
of where we meet again
of when the reign began
of Queens in seashell clothes
i will always find you there
in that bottle upon the shore
now till forevermore
my letters in a bottle speak
to this man who helped me soar.
Regis
Edwin
Ron
Inspired and and free tribute.
Axilea
Harold M. Nash
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be always safe,
Karen
Hugs
Fee
Good write.
Newfie Hugs, Rose