SeaScape
Like ancient kin friends kindle a blaze
Their guitars and drums serenade
Seagulls scream in mauve twi-dusk
Sand shimmers as moonfire ascends
Waves pendulate
I shave a branch to roast hot dogs
And the wind sprinkles salt like tears
Last year we kissed under the pier
The dark sky witnessed our desire
You fingered my waist-length hair
tattooed me deep into your heart
I did not grasp it was our last embrace
Never ending I might have held you
But even stars die their light slight then extinct
You seduce my thoughts
Marshmallows grow pregnant with heat
Tide shifts
An orca bounds from blackened silver
Stabbing stars sweep across the vista
Other lovers caress
Secluded I sit in remembrance
Ryfkah 7/13/02
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