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Return to me
by: Dan Gerhartz
The clear celestial sky, so inviting this night.
Walking among the clumps of marram grass
Along the dunes and sandy beach, so lit up white
Wind embraces the seas briny scent and weaves
into auburn long wavy hair, a playful tangled mass,
and dress like ship-sail; skin tight.
The sweet silhouettes lit bright by the moon.
I watch her from a far
as she walks along the beach.
She has become an island of sadness.
A recluse in darken world and countless
enclosing nights as the world runs aimless.
3/2/2023
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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