Waves
Ever observed a receding tide
and an oncoming wave,
battle for supremacy,
as skin anticipates contact
against its nude,
only for the cancellation
of expectancy,
by the culmination
of uncertainty?
That's life, dearest,
sometimes the positives,
absorb the negatives,
and the splashes are unmet,
whereas other times,
the scented water engulfs calves,
for the depths beyond,
or the pleasure, upfront.
Copyright © Keshan Govender | Year Posted 2020
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