It’s sunset
Am on the beach barefoot
The sky’s rich, brilliant and varied
Like you
The water’s blue, cresting
It dips and rushes towards me
Soothing my burning being
I feel like resting
But I can’t
What can I do but pant?
I look at the sand
It’s pure, unsoiled as ever
Beneath me I feel its ebbing warmth
Your profile hovers around
In me loneliness abounds
Unto me you have been a lavender
Without you am going under
How can I hold onto these feelings?
How can I share them with you?
How can I quantify my hankering?
I dip into the ocean
It receives me, wholly
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