ENCOUNTER
by Ann Mortifee

Beyond the mind we meet
You, a boy
I, a silent watcher
You break like ocean foam
Upon my shore
We are undone

All the blood lipped passion
Cannot undo
this our soul encounter

Bodies churn and drift
Yet under all the waves
Currents eternal
Split continents apart
And set plankton hurtling
Toward their destination
Once again

 copyright Ann Mortifee 1996

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