Tide Flow Poem by Maria J. Andrade

A man and a woman sit on separate rocks,
while the sea embraces and retreats,
from the sand beneath them.

His eyes are turned away from her.
He looks into the swirling mirror of foam,
while images move before him,
other woman, other distances,
pain that crashes against the heart,
anger in the sea's roar.

She sees the back of him and wonders
at the depth of the ocean,
breathes in deeply, a moment of moist peace,
waiting between danger and delight.

A man and a woman sit on separate rocks.
The ocean rushes like an engulfing desire
around their feet.
Water like time, love like water,
smoothing sharply, pointed, rocks.