Shells Stories

Perfect round hiding in its shellBalancing within the foldsOf soft succulent nectar rainPush back the protective coverAnd reveal the prize withinTaste of simple waterOr honey dewAs it passes into my mouthAnd trickles down my throatThe smile as the temperature riseSalty water rolls downPouring and swellingSeizing and bidding the bloodTo reach the surfaceBreak and releaseRushing like a geyserSimplicity ariseAnd elation is b...