Riding the Surf

your eyes of jade
with speckled copper
look beyond
what can been seen
with naked eye
your glances see past
my shell
of a scarred wounded body
adoring my naked soul
finding perfection
in my imperfections

with your gentle breaths
and gentler arms

around me
even in my weakest moments
you give me strength
coaxing flowing tides
of monumental frothy painful crests
into ebbing gently along

glorious in our love
under heat of sun
I can rise and ride the surf
to any occasion
beyond any horizon

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