Monday, October 17, 2011

She Said

Let me tell you a story,
About a boy I once knew,
This is a fanciful story,
She said,
But it is rooted in truth.

He showed me the dunes,
And places I had never been,
Magical places,
She said,
That defied imagination.

And when he held my hand,
I could feel vibrations,
Or perhaps,
She said,
A strong pulse.

Together we became masters of the shore,
He my knight,
And I his princess,
Our only enemy was time,
Which we ignored,
She said,
As we ran carelessly against the tide.

And when the shells came to life,
And the swordfish attacked,
We were ready,
With our nets made of seaweed,
She said,
That we had made the night before.

We were taken by a mermaid,
And brought the to ocean floor,
Where she asked us about legs and about love,
And she cried,
When we told her she could not return to the shore with us,
She said,
Tears in her own eyes as she spoke.

But this is a story about a boy I once knew,
I wish I could tell you the ending,
But it has not concluded yet,
Because he is still with me,
She said,
When the sun sleeps.

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