I walked slow; felt my feet on the shore. There are rocks and shells as well as sand. You promised me them all
I felt abandoned my whole life
I wonder if you wanted me to see that. That only needed my hand
My hand and a hot chocolate.
The hour is slow and we are all but one
I am tired and so alone but all is well
Just sitting watching you in a chair. Watching you watching the sea; noticing the sea too with its omnipresent waves that know bliss; that answer to no thing but natures rhythm
You did not see me watching you
That for those moments you were all I knew
But as well as you I knew something
I knew everything on some level
And it was a just a softening, a sweet allowing
Until the next one, breath was slowing
