Seara of the sea air,
With golden hair and sea green eyes,
Waded into my emptiness,
Into my life of lonely thoughts
And deep desperation.
Seara of the sea air,
With golden hair and sea green eyes,
Woke me from the depths
Into wakeful seconds, breathing deep,
The pallor forgotten for roseate cheeks.
Seara of the sea air,
With golden hair and sea green eyes,
Fingered me with exquisite touch
And I came up, out of depths,
Spluttering with live air,
Inspiring life, laugher glimmering-
I was alive!
Sears of the sea air,
With golden hair and sea green eyes,
Is no more!
She left me bereft of living light;
But the glimmer lingers
Of our life – a Milky Way
Of shared moments-
Streaks of love, life and light!
Tell me about your inspiration for this wonderful writing. Liz
There was a student. I found the scrap of paper while sorting. I must have played on her name. I scribble all over. Years old.