the wind

sitting on the water’s edge – tossing pebbles

watching waves on a hazy summer afternoon

watch the sunset – then the moon

walk along the shore – barefoot on wet  sand

prints erased as if they never were

by the waves – the endless waves

the spray on my face – wind in my hair and

you on my mind.


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