#WritcoPoemPrompt57
It's also nice to listen to the sound of the waves every spring,
Especially when our hearts are drenched with stings,
Strange as it can be when you cling,
Now I know why you flap your wings,because steps
falter and minds goeth astray
still still rays are there
Hopefully to stare at the faces those even on yester years moan with secret desires now climb above
Sun the master of life and
flapping your rage to tell
a story long forgotten as
forged in the pages of History thus spake the tale
beneath the skin of your love.Amen Amen andAmen
again.