Waves continuous without pause that currents Over footprints burnt so recent into sand Material for the staging of an overdue reunion Asking the heart awakened from a land so still Now answers with a smile of sweet communion.
Afloat as driftwood, slightly soggy plans Never to be fulfilled, yet joyous to one another Deeply felt we rise and fall with ocean nymphs
Banter is no order for this day of recognition Only now she sees what eyes may never see Youth that supersedes desire and will.
Once we ran into each other's arms Nocturnal in the brightness of the day
Before the wave withdrew, our new tradition Every inch as good as what had come before Afloat and drawn further out by undertow Corrosive, I had heard, to thus want more Her heart with his will, in this moment, play.
