Saturday, February 4, 2012

My kindred spirit


When I sat down on my usual seat
In the corner of a deserted street
Dressed in white she walked towards the beach
A smile played on her lips,
as the waves kissed her feet
She sat down right there on the beach
Lost in a sweet reverie
Like that she gazed at the sea
Her auburn curls waving at me
Like a goddess from the sea
It looked like it’s from there she came to be
The color of her eyes I wish I could see
A deep blue or a shade of green maybe
As we sat there in front of the setting sun
Where ruins border the coastal shore
Where there’s nothing but miles of salt water to see
I realized,
for the moment,
I wanted nothing more.

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