“Love,” the boy said,
“Comes like waves in my life.”
I stayed silent because doesn’t love come like that to us all?
A wave comes in, crashes down and stirs us around.
It awakens the senses.
It stays for a moment and retreats back more timidly than it came.
The boy and I sat motionless on our deck,
We watched love roll in on the coast.
If he was like me
Each wave came with a name, lingered with a smile and left too soon-
Each wave came with a name, lingered with a smile and left too soon-
Back to where it belonged,
To live and thrive in the ocean.
The man next to me grasped my hand.
A wave came crashing.
