dangerous game
blue-green sunlit tropical
water sand
giving way under our feet
walking water's
edge surf
roars hisses with
its come and ago hand
in hand
we walk will walk hand in
hand forever fingers entwined
forever if
only we find a sand
dollar whole intact a sign a
silly notion
~
sky turns to sunset
hues air
chills quickly hands
held that much tighter finding only
broken
bits of wave
crushed shell a silly notion this
luck
dependent love silly that we
let ourselves play this
game even
in jest so seemingly benign in
sunlight so damning
at dusk
~
early to bed tired sunburnt
only
to wake in the
small hours alone i
know
short of breath heart
racing skipping beats i
know
while i slept she danced danced
and more it was dangerous this
game
of luck though so thin a
love as this so easily broken so
fragile is not love
~
waves lapping gently around my
feet as i
walk water's edge alone happy
to be alone i have sighed all i
care to
sigh best to walk alone in
this chill air in overcast than to
walk in
sunshine with only hope between
us i will miss the way she
loved
without restraint restraint not being in
her nature i loved her for
it i love her still
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2018-09-01 at 05:10
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