Perfect Pearls

I felt you take my coarse hands
And caress them fluidly with yours
I brushed away your seaweed strands
To reveal muddied eyelid shores

Your thumb rushed over my palm
To reassure the calm before the gale
With your waters quietly aplomb
Carrying your ship's torn sail

Your still encompass warmed my lull
And your story carried as the wave
You floated aimless, as the gull
Into the lusty storm you braved

Your salty tears ran as creeks
Down your pebbly smooth face
Once a steady dam, now leaks
Upon your coral lace

Your storm rocked upon my breast
Like a tsunami's rushing whirl
And ne'er would it let or rest

Just two marred perfect pearls

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. extremely poignant poetry ... and i relate to many parts of it ... especially the title and "Just two marred perfect pearls" ... the image in ...

"I felt you take my coarse hands
And caress them fluidly with yours"

. is very moving too ... i have known this moment but you articulated it perfectly ...