trickling drip-drops of foot prints echoing along-side the ocean shore...

i can feel you here.
                      can you, see --me?

the ocean screams at me in waves of you,
from the future; a vision comes to me...
soaked up in white and deeply saturated in orange fire-light.

can you, feel --me?
                        I see you.

bright ash of memories fade to dusty skies,
her presence memorialized now, by a thousand grain of sand's flowing down the half-moon, rolling on forever, knowing...

i am nowhere, without you.