Sea Tumble of Dreams

I wink my eye kind of sly

as I profess to regret

the sins of my past.

My only repentance -

not imbibing enough

in temptations in the sip

of red wine in

afternoon delights.

I should’ve basked in

sea tumble of dreams

and stolen your heart

although you professed

to belong to another.

I could have returned it

somewhat used but still beating.

I regret not diving all surfaces

of lust and passion, heating

air in bouquets of lovers.

I bemoan slow spiral

to the end of my light

without caressing more days,

savoring more nights.

I should have whispered

in more ears and danced

more in rapture and joy

and followed crescent moon

Summer fades and darkness falls

I know now that I should

have done it all

but there still is time

to grasp what is mine

and die with self indulgence

in a life well lived.