APHRODITE’S CHILD

A Mythical creature,
childlike and free:
forbidden and wild
dwells deep within me.

As she surfs the waves
of emotional storms,
her mystery and beauty
takes on many forms.

Her sparkling blue surface
will capture the eyes:
her sweet sounds of creation
brings forth wondrous sighs.

Its not in the bubbles
that float on the top,
though this too has power
to make heartache stop.

Nor is it the feel
of her satiny skin;
the depth of her love
comes from further within.

You can’t drink of her beauty
without risking your heart;
still the depth of her caring
is what tears her apart.

Only yearning to heal
and bring joy back again;
too often it leaves her
with unbearable pain.

She’s a spirit of nature,
free to leave or to stay;
she’s a playmate and lover,
both human and fey.

My Soul mate will cherish
the woman he’ll see:
this untameable spirit,
A sprite of the sea.
(c)
Sandra Anne Beal
25th April, 2006