the sea
strolled on the shore-
the colour of the water
reflected in your eyes,
as you stood
leaning against the window-
looking out
i became the woman
who sat by
your feet
counting
at the waves,
a hand
running over your ankle
strolled on the shore-
the colour of the water
reflected in your eyes,
as you stood
leaning against the window-
looking out
i became the woman
who sat by
your feet
counting
at the waves,
a hand
running over your ankle
I love "sea" poems. :)
ReplyDeleteHave you read Li Young Lee? He's amazing.
I haven't read him. But will look up. Sea- something makes me feel it even though I have always lived away from it.
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