Across the small ripples and tides
My eyes grew idle.
White linen, swooped with cuffed pants.
Waves rose and fell back into the stiff slow motion of the tide.
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Outstanding poem, great imagery and nicely built.I liked it.. MAN
Across small ripple tides mind is searching for wonderful love. Very thoughtful poem shared with wise mind.10
This is beautiful. Gave me chills.10+