After the Wave
After the windstorm
after the wave
I wander the beach head
for something to save
something of value
left on the shore
something that Neptune
can't use anymore
There you were standing
alone on the sand
fragments of starfish
holding your hand
You turned with the wind
and the sea in your smile
the laughter of gulls
flew around you beguiled
your hair swirled around me
and tangled in mine
you said to yourself
what a wonderful find
so we both collected
each other today
washed up on the wave
of emotion at play.
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