The Professionals Circuit Archive - Sea-Sprite       Sea-Sprite

 

by Jane

  
 Turn to me, smilingly.
 Morning sun on your hair,
 Warmth in those green eyes--
 Turn to me, soon.
 Come, give your hand to me,
 Let me touch, taste your lips--
 Oh, just to kiss you...
 The yearning's an ache.
 Smile at me, softly now,
 Husky voice calling me,
 Drawing me back from the
 Haven of dreams.
 Brown, sun-warm skin so near,
 Curls brush my shoulder,
 Green eyes so drowsy--
 Did you dream of me, Ray?
 Long fingers wake me to
 Blue sky and turning tide,
 Seagulls and cool sea breeze,
 Stirring the grass...
 Sea-sprite, oh, teasing me,
 Innocent? Mischievous?
 Sea-green eyes laughing--
 Don't mock me, Ray, please.
 Darkness, my closing eyes
 Shutting the world away,
 Don't want to see that
 Sweet mockery--
 Cool fingers, feathery,
 Brush my cheek, softly.
 Dare I open my eyes?
 Don't mock me! Oh, Ray...
 Mocking, but playfully,
 Gently, your eyes too bright,
 Sparkling with promise
 That frightens me so.
 Ray? Do you want me to--
 Lips sweet, so sweet on mine,
 Pressing the kiss I've been
 Dreaming about.
 No, don't be scared, my love,
 S'all right, it's beautiful.
 It's--oh, let me hold you!
 So dreams can come true.
 Sun-warm, so fine, so hard,
 Soft skin and furry chest.
 Beautiful, aren't you, mate?
 Kiss me again...
 D'you know how I've dreamed of you?
 V'you seen me, day dreamin'?
 When did you see that I
 Love you? Oh, Ray--
 Sweetheart, nothing matters
 So long as you smile at me.
 Just let me love you,
 I'll show you the way.
 Don't be afraid of me,
 Nothing will hurt you, love;
 You're trembling--with fear?
 With wanting me? Damn--
 You're laughing! Those green eyes
 Sparkling with happiness,
 Not mocking me. Loving?
 Better than dreams...

Lying on crushed grass,
 A soft bed of flowers,
 Dappled beneath the trees
 By the white sands--
 Perfect day, sunny, bright,
 Long, lovely morning,
 But wait for tonight, love,
 I'll show you a dream.
 Ray? What? Demanding hands,
 Urging me--where're you going?
 Swimming? No, not again!
 Oh... Not swimming at all.
 Cool water, laughing voice,
 Sea-sprite, beguiling me;
 Love me, then, have your way,
 Show ME a dream.
 Sweet pain. Must be loving;
 Aching with tenderness,
 Yearning to GIVE, not to take...

This is love...
 Wrapped in contentment,
 Replete after giving,
 Completed, exhausted...

No need for more dreams.
 Wait--I remember now,
 This trip was YOUR idea,
 Sea, sand and sun, you said,
 Coaxed me along!
 Ray, did you want me so?
 Why did you not tell me?
 But no, it was sweetest
 To wake up to love.
 No secrets between us, now,
 Nothing to spoil it--
 The future is bright for us,
 Inviting and warm.
 Lie with me in the sun,
 Tell me you feel the same,
 Kiss me to seal it,
 Then sleep in my arms...
 Suddenly I'm afraid,
 God, am I dreaming?
 Don't let me waken
 To find it's all false!
 But not even I would dream
 Litter and seaweed,
 And you softly snoring--
 It HAS to be real!
 Sigh of contentment,
 Lulled into comfort,
 Welcoming sleep as you
 Drowse in my arms--
 Sea-sprite, in love with me,
 Coaxing, beguiling me...
 That old saying's right, love:
 Surrender is sweet.

-- THE END --

*December 1986*

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