Silence To The Shore Line



Introduction:
"One finds himself lost in a world
and near his end.
Then does he see his peace and then does
he find meaning
Only to find he had to leave this world
behind..
Lost forever in grips of another he
enjoys fantasy"

Silence to
the Shore

To the
splendor, I walk the shoreline,
My head up high,
To my gentle passage in my life
,
I
await the final sunrise ,
To
a smile upon your face ,I turn,
and glance at your tender face,

As
a tear falls ,as you see me stare upon the sea,
To
the shore,
I fall to the depth of a wave ,
To
my lasting peace,
I see a seagull fly to the sea,
To
the last
sunrise,
I see the freedom,

That
drove me to the shores,
to be there for the sunrise,
So draped to swallow the sea,
To
a tender touch,
I see ours touch for the first time
So
tender is the moment,
You as my
love, and to me as a
friend ,
I will pass your way to the sea,


To hold a
tender touch,
For what I shared with you,
My last touch to the sunset ,
The
smile ;
Upon your face,
I will see
no more shadows,
To the touch,, I will see
you-forever,
As
the wave by the sea,

As
the seagull flying high,
upon the coastal waterways,
Ever will be no end,
Ever will I be with you ,
as you stare to the sea ,
To
the
sea, do you see my pleasant
smile ,
and peace I brought you,
To the sea, you will see me in peace ,

Forever in peace; as the seagull
flies out to sea,
To the wave, that comes to the shore,
For
the sunrise that engulfs the sea;
Spreading my smile to touch your gentle heart
To your yearning, I will always be there ,
Touching you in lasting memories,
To
the walk in silence upon the shore,
As I pass In memories to you,
Hanger

Held to the Erotic
Side

To the eye upon the shoulder of time I look,
To
pleasant times as they please me,
Soft trumpets to the wind in
shallow words I have spoken,
To the cold crispness,
that
surrounds me in fear,
Shallow as the trumpets blow,
To word s that touched the air you
breath,
I'M held hostage to your side in ecstasy,
Breathing heavy to your side in deep rapid breaths,
cleansed by the whispers that sweep my ear,

That enlightened my soul,
As I'M chained to your side,
Feared for the words that touch and unchain me,
To passion that escapees me and brushes your side,
To pure fantasy that you are drawn too,
To the words that never end,
As you draw me deeper in,
With a mind purging gently to your side in softness,
Clutching your soul to fantasy,
Hanger

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"To pleasures that exceeds ones
fantasy
are many interpretations"
Hanger

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"To pleasures are a mans dreams
to exceed his expectations of romance"
Hanger

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There is one spectacle grander
than the sea,
that is the sky;
there is one spectacle grander than the
sky,
that is the interior of the soul.
~Victor Hugo~
.

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Relationships--of all kinds--are like
sand held in your hand.
Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is.
The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on,
the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold on to some
of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely,
with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to
remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the
relationship slips away and is lost.
~Kaleel Jamison~
Music composed by Justin Durban
http://www.edgen.com/theclose/edgen2.swf

Award
Congratulations! You have won the South Beach Romance Award.
Craig Whiteside
Credit for Graphic Shells And Background
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