I stood in sand
let the cold sea water
wash over my feet
an ache in my chest rush
as images of you and me
danced above bitter sweet
looking beyond the jetty
I could see sailboats
bending to the wind
and as seagulls fly by
I am envious of their freedoms
while musings the absence
of a link from my heart to yours
love wasn’t the…ultimate prize
I am aware

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