The Mistress

There is magic in this mistress -- the sea
cold & salty -- a memory awakened
Feel the energy source, the power transcend
Courage, talent, & crazy opens you
to this dimension.

You ride her roaring turbulent crest
Mad of wind, low pressure, warm water
Like a witches brew flowing to meet
    the shores.
She calls her challenge to find harmony
To balance, to blend, to become one

Her addiction compelling
Her passion consuming
Her climax a crescendo
Her spiritual connection complete

Be Still my beating heart
Step into Liquid --


Jan. 25, 2006