waking at Lulworth 1

greedy for solitude I rise as the screaming cockerel insinuates break of day to the weary diver long submerged cleaving for purchase to the clanging stones long has he raptured on the ocean bed in sensual collapse from the fall of eve retrieving irretrievable matter between sea demons and sea dreams watch as he risesContinue reading “waking at Lulworth 1”