Thursday, April 1, 2010

wave wary


by HMMooreNiver

One more kiss

and you splash away

into the ocean.

My curls loosen

in the wind, tangling

into briny ropes of seaweed,

and I am unsure

of the source of salt

on my cheeks.

This is how we pass the afternoon.

I watch,

shiver in the spray,

a flightless bird

bound to this rock,

as you disappear

into the next brackish swell,

and then another,

to the strange frothy rhythm

of wave over stone.

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