Girl In Storm
In howling storm,
you are alive, waiting for me.
Here, now!
I see you!
Waves surge,
break over your rocks.
stream over you.
Here, now!
On sea cliffs in wet black rags,
a thin lone girl clinging,
sea streaming o’er
silver etched rocks,
crying for all to see.
Here, now, uncovered,
I long to touch…