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Seaside Getaway

I’ve been up since three

I am looking forward to this

To our getaway by dawn

Through the sandy path by the water

Our seaside haven

Play a game with me

I’d give you my love

Try not to run it through the gutter

 

In my sinking sand

I’d watch you holding me up

And we could walk on the water

And we could stand with ease

In the seaside breeze

Tainted with broken-up with grains

Through elements of a weathered clutter

We would feel the wind

 

I’d race after you

In the autumn’s grace

Is a lover’s chase

A race to catch my breath

The words you said made me lose it

The love we made stilled my girth

I love the way you stroke my hair

Just like the wind running through the earth

 

I’m alone and free

And I’m one with this matter

I’ve been alone since three

With my singular fruit platter

At the place of our getaway

I can see that you run away

It should make me feel that way

And I sit alone with plans to stay

 

I reside with my monologue

At our seaside getaway

I dedicate my soliloquy

To the sand at True Love’s Mortuary

I danced with the gulls

With drops of sorrow, my vision dulls

I heard daylight’s herald morning calls

I take a step, and I fall

 

I am an inch shy of the ground

An arm by my waist tied around

And there’s a face when I turned around

A smile too refined to grace the land

The face turns into a hand

It wipes dusk and dew and dirt

It entwined fingers, where I find sand

And a new longing for my heart

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