Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Sitting on this pier

I don't want to miss you
I had hoped by now to be
recovered from this thing,
this love for you exclusively.
I thought about you here
sitting on this pier...
while my kids are fishing.
All around you can see hills
to the left of the horizon
with clouds sitting
on them like big feather
pillows... and in front
of me the sand reaches
down to the sea... and
the sea stretches on
endlessly... like me
without you.