Waves rolling out futher,
tide moving out
Longer and longer
she waits
Sand storm brewing
entering her eyes
Stinging, stinging
makes her cry
Tear slowly
covers her cheek
More and more
come puring down
Come
Come home,
she thinks
she pleads
But he will never return.
Author notes
Yeah I got inspired by this random picture in my head, so here is my interpretation. Have fun!
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