Ocean Spirit

iv. spring storms

sharp pine aroma rising

as rain trickles around me

my hair damp breath misty

droplets gathering in the dips

of my navy rain jacket

it's the hope in the air

a promise of blossoms

and burst of red tulips

as the rain seems to rise

a glowing mist from the mud

that makes me shed

my heavy rain jacket

and let the pouring rain

soak my favorite t-shirt

'cause i can feel my heart

bathed in swirling emotions

starting its slow mending

battered from salted venom

and stormy autumn washes

and when he embraces me

his arms steady and secure

only shivering ever so slightly

i feel wildflowers blooming

coralline sea thrift and

summer yellow marigold

in our sopping hair

crowns of vivid sunrises

unhindered by grey skies

water filling our worn sneakers

as we sway under rainspray

in a muddy parking lot

just whispering untold feelings

into our droplet ringed ears