my
thoughts of you were like waves
lapping
gently on some distant shore
where
we may have touched before
but,
as the sun washed over me,
i
lost all memory of when.
i
saw a sailboat far out at sea
and
wondered where it was going.
were
you on it?
there
were no clouds that day,
only
the song of birds and fishing men
and
the pounding of my heart.
2/25/11
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