You love me, shake me to my core, only to turn away and love me no more. I hold you with these weathered hands, watching as you slowly slip through them like grains from the soft glistening sand. Floating away on the wink of light you give just before saying goodnight. I’ll wait in the cold with the moon above, waiting for that first kiss of day, to search anew for my elusive golden love.
Sun down sun low golden waves crashing into the shore…………H
