Beach Day

One wave crashed on top of another
They both collapse
In the distance she stands on top of the surface
Past the point of overlap
White dress
Brown hair rippling
Being pulled out by the current
Slowly
How do those seagulls float without effort
Why can’t I do that
Does this water move without pressure
And if it’s warm why is my skin so cold

Slowly
She drifts away
Slowly

I wanted to run out into the ocean
In my loafers and my slacks
Burning heat on my calves
And just keep going
Out and out (ect.)
Till we touch

Slowly
She floats away
Slowly

In the distance she stands on top of the surface
Past thе point of overlap
White dress
Brown hair dripping

Thеre’s a hole in the sky where the moon should be
She keeps turning around
I keep losing the image
When it’s all I’ve been trying to see

So I threw myself past the ankle deep
Kicking ripples I ran through
I want her to kiss me
At least I think, but we didn’t