Friday, July 31, 2009

Looking South and West

The beach becomes unknowable when the tide comes in,
like a lover no longer mine.

An expanse of rocks once walked upon, lies below the surface,
obscured, unattainable.

A stretch of land once traversed with caution on the uneven surface,
now seen from a distance.

A body once explored, memories mined, love made with abandon.
The space between us no longer consumes.

You would arrive at my apartment and lay your head in my lap.

Then the tide came in and buried what once belonged to me under cold clear surge.

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