Poetry

She watched the waves

written by: Tearful Angel

She watched the wave's rushing down the abandoned bay

Rolling and tumble rougher then two bears at play,

The air was still and consumed with a chill, as Goosebumps crept behind her décolletage

She is not afraid as she has nothing to fear, not the waves or the creeping clouds that will soon tear,

She is not sad as she has no sorrow, not even the loss of the summer sun as winter appears

She is just lonely as she waits:

Waits for the waves to calm for the see to clear like a soft glass mirror, and for the horizon to become clearer,

For his ship to come surfacing without the fear of breaking, so he can come closer with the cure to the continues burning and the cold crisp longing to beloved, as she remains praying for her souls true man