Tell me. What did you see there,
across the sea from me?
Were her ears like shells, pearly
pink and did you taste them, did
you hear the future through them?
Did you really hear her —
Could you still hear me?
Did you really see her? Were you
visible to her there at the
ocean — Did you two then
sea as one?
Were the sands this white; did
the sun make you light up and
reach for her, and did she
shine for you?
Were the waves this gentle, this
soft aqua blue? Did the color match
her eyes when she squinted in the
sun at you?
While in the tropical forests
did your thoughts from time to time
run a magic zip-line to these
green-brown eyes of mine?
Did you envision me there or did
you feel Us oceans apart, while
you were in my own dreams of
the sea, and in my heart?
What do you now see? Tell me.
Written for The Mag: Mag 159 that inspired with the above photo prompt
(image: Meal Beach, Burra Isles, Shetland by Robin Gosnall).
(image: Meal Beach, Burra Isles, Shetland by Robin Gosnall).
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