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.