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Your daughter, the empty shore...
I’m just an empty shore
Forgotten and left to bake
In the sun
By your passing.
I’m just another land
In this bleak world you left behind,
A land words cannot speak of,
A place you cannot see.
My waves roar and howl
For time has delayed
You from kissing
My blossomed palms.
I’m just an empty shore
Waiting for you to
Harvest the sand
That creases my brow.
I’m just a naked coast,
Remote, in the deepest sea,
For the skies forbid you
From reaching my salty rocks.
I’m just a lonely beach
Dressed in briny tears
From the clouds
You hung above.
I’m just an empty shore
On which my footprints
Will always cry
Your leave.
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
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