lifelong love

Another Road Trip

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Love Poems

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Sailing this sleek, silver ship
across an ocean of mustard, scrub oak
and California wildflowers;
I can almost feel the wind in my face,
the sea spray on my cheeks,
the ballast in my sails.

Footloose and fancy-free are we,
two skimming on a somehow peaceful sea,
old mates who’ve weathered
storm and tide
with rough scars, frayed rope burns,
nothing to hide.

As ever, he is just across my shoulder,
blue jeans on knees
that make my own go weak,
and sturdy hands that seek
mine naturally.

This breathing next to him
is seasoned, easy…
and we talk or don’t talk
laugh or don’t laugh
fight or don’t fight…

Never breaking that sweet rhythm
that is ours for now and ever,
earned and learned I guess
(or maybe begged and borrowed)
traveling o’er the silver sea.
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If this poem resonates with you, you might also enjoy reading Two for the Road and Fruit of the Vine.

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