![]() ForecastA Poem by Little Birdie![]() I half expect you to come back.![]() You can always find me standing on the shore, looking around with wild eyes because I'll never be completely used to being far away from the sea.
I half expect to you to come back, in the form of a tsunami. But this time I don't know which town or city will the tempest of your mind strike down to the bits.
So I stand. Quietly, listening because each incoming wave may forecast you before you're spotted by anyone else so digging my toes into the sand I look ahead, ignited by the possibility of your arrival.
You can always find me standing on the shore, looking to the sea where I came to be. And if your wrath tidally destroys to find me, having you here again will only be sweeter. © 2012 Little BirdieFeatured Review
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Added on May 26, 2012Last Updated on May 26, 2012 Tags: destruction, sea, rendezvous Author
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