Sea Jewel
a caring heart is always in peril
on you I rest like a tiny shell on the tip of a sandy, wet fingertip at the beach..... it is a fearful thing, my dearest heart. this power you have over me is like breath that can blow that shell away and make me a castaway forever in the surf which softly curls up over our feet. I resent and crave that breath-- the tension of knowing how one careless moment could destroy me and make me only one tiny sea jewel among the s...