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Along the Shoreline In Waiting
In waiting...
for the touch of the ocean upon her toes
for the whisper of the tide in her ear
and the scent of salt-spray in her hair
In waiting...
For the echo of the dunes ,and sounds
of empty shells behind her back
In waiting..
For the falling of fresh water drops against her skin
and a crispy breeze cooling the air
In waiting..
She catches herself gazing
towards the fine line at the far edge
Watching ripples here... and there...
beneath soaring sea-gulls
Seeking a reflection in waters
where once pebbles were tossed
Hearts drawn, and short novels read.
In waiting..
She strolls along the sea-shore , She wonders...
Is it the same ocean,sand,tide , that He lstens to,that He feels
Is it the same ocean,sand , tide that He shares ,that He sees.
Is it the same sunrise which kisses her cheek-bones
that warms up his breath and dries up a tear
Five hours and five million miles away
Is it the same solitude that captures
his moment ,without her return.
In waiting...Always...Forever... In waiting
Inspired by Dido 's song 'Sand in my Shoes '.
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