Waves
by pete marshall
I saw you look across the bay,
A distant mast, the raging waves
Your ocean gaze that never strayed,
A recent past, the taste of spray
The brine upon a twisted lip,
A bitter taste, a sunken ship
A Wind that blew through auburn hair,
A tidal swirl, a silent stare
I saw a tear caress your face,
A smudge of kohl, a yearned embrace
A storm that blew and tossed the waves,
where love now lies in watered graves
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Been a while since I have written but a yearning grabbed me today resulting in this. I hope that yearning stays!
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