Cool ripples of water caress her toes,
sand percolates in between--
sunlight and sea dance playfully,
transcendent and serene.
Gliding high on the playful breeze
wings spreading free and wide--
seagulls call and soar together
over the shifting tide.
He knows she is waiting for him alone
there on that distant isle--
in mind's eye she waves to him,
her face lit by a smile.
Yes, eagerly there she waits for him
feeling his love so near--
she lingers awhile by the water’s edge
seeing his face quite clear.
She's dreaming of their togetherness
of the moment she'll hold his hand--
and while she waits, she writes to him
this poem in the sand.
Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 3:06 PM UTC
Cool ripples of water caress her toes,
sand percolates in between--
sunlight and sea dance playfully,
transcendent and serene.
Gliding high on the playful breeze
wings spreading free and wide--
seagulls call and soar together
over the shifting tide.
He knows she is waiting for him alone
there on that distant isle--
in mind's eye she waves to him,
her face lit by a smile.
Yes, eagerly there she waits for him
feeling his love so near--
she lingers awhile by the water’s edge
seeing his face quite clear.
She's dreaming of their togetherness
of the moment she'll hold his hand--
and while she waits, she writes to him
this poem in the sand.
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With heartfelt thanks to Michael S. for polishing this poem so that it shines more brightly.
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