On the strand

Come to me
You lovers
Of the sea.

Hand in hand
We lovers
On the strand.

Let me not feel
Your finger's loose
The grind of keel.

I stumble now
Toward the headland
Just to catch
A glimpse
Of your sail's retreat
No rhythm beneath
The gravel scramble
At my feet.

On the horizon
Wake in moonlight
You are gone.

JL Sept 26 14:18