Lost Love’s Eternal Need

Have you seen

dark

tumultuous

crashing waves;

bruised in color

slamming

crushing against hardened sand

sucked eagerly back

a hunger

a searing need

for lost souls

sacrificed to watery graves?

Ghosts

creeping

fog glowing

chill in the air

as they come

silent

riding

bobbing

fading

returning to the deep

as calmed

the sea becomes

mirrored glass

beneath which lays

a veritable graveyard

of forgotten bones,

forgotten men

still riding phantom waves

searching for their lost loves.

©Feb. 25/22

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