He sailed away with promise to return.
'See you in the mornin' dear love.'
My heart fled with him,
not wanting him to go....
I stayed in the sand, contemplating,
recalling his soft touches and gentle kisses.
I wished it were he surrounding me,
rather than my sinking anchor of sadness.
I lay waiting for a taste of him,
hoping the breeze would carry his scent.
Now, I have only his waving goodbyes,
carrying his promise of return,
as I sit here on earth's sanded diamond.



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