The coastline…


The coastline

 

 

I fell in love with her on a December morning.
I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty,
her power.

 

I walk quickly to her.
She was dancing on the shore.

 

Nothing could equal her beauty and
I gazed in wonder for hours sitting on the sand.

 

How could I have not escape to her beauty before this day?

 

Now I walk up and down the shore.
Watching the waves.
The beauty of her be-witched my heart.

 

I knew when I left her.
I would yearn for her sight.
Never be complete till she was dancing my  feet again.

 

My love was the Pacific ocean.
The peaceful sea.

 

I wish to be with her today.

 

Coyote
December 1992