Sea mist, come tease me if you will.


Engulf me.
Take pleasure in
my porcelain skin,
your kisses give me
Engulf me,
take me from this
world plunge
me deep within
your heart of
majestical beauty.
Let my soul there reign.
Engulf me,
take me, I am yours.
I was always yours.
Take me home, dearest
sea mist I hear
the ancient calling,
take me home.

Karen Hayward ©2016

Wet, cool mist of life.

Standing alone on a sandy shore,
Cold water lapping at my toes,
Sinking, slowly,
Rough grains tickling,
Sun beating me down,
Cool, damp mist
Sweeping in,
Licking my skin,
Engulfing me,
And yet some how,
It frees me.
Thick, wet cloud hovering around me,
A barrier
Between me and the world.