Leaving Waimea
You’ll never catch that perfect wave
or write a perfect verse
The search that drives—the voice that saves,
where all our dreams rehearse
(Sunset Beach: April, 1982)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2021
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