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Aegean, Beautiful

Lost, floating, drifting
  in an endless sea
Aegean, beautiful
I see neither end
  perhaps there is none
  only blue – horizon to horizon
  as deep as I can stare
lost in its depth
  mesmerized by the fleeting
  glimpses of something greater
than this awe-inspiring, perfect blue
floating – as all my senses
  leave – only the Aegean beauty remaining
only my eyes flooded with the color of yours
I sink deeper – desperate for more
  wanting only to lose myself completely
  to vanish into this unbroken perfection
to give up all that I am
  for just one more glimpse into your eyes

©2005 Russell C. Fryman