The highest tide

The tide came out pretty far last night, and the rocks near
the path we often take were slimy and hard to stand on with my dainty shoes.
You held your hand out briefly, for me to hold onto but I slipped
on the jagged rock anyways.
"Damn" I wiped the blood from my white sandal and you laughed.

 

I laughed along, with you- but

in my mind I kept hoping that maybe something would happen.
I've been living with such strange thoughts lately. I could use some
positive influences in my life. You seem to be that, positive

The raw seaweed smell fills our lungs with every inhale

and the miniscule mosquitos are biting at your sweet

skin. you take out a strawberry flavored

cigarillo and we watch the

exhaled smoke dance in the wind towards the waves.

It's enthralling, really, to be here.

 

To be here, in this state of euphoria

with our hands inches from touching.
So much promise is held in those fingertips- as I watch you

run them through your own hair I imagine them combing through

mine. I laugh quietly to myself "What.. " you look at me.

"Hmm. nothing" I smile toward the sun, up at the

story-telling clouds we've made in the clear pink skylight.

 

"Nothing.." I laugh, again.
So often I think about kissing you. I'd like to- for hours. I don't think I could ever tire of looking at your eyes, and the structure of your face. You asked me what women look for in a face, and I felt obligated to truthfully describe your face.

I'm just so curious, lately. I'd like to try you out.

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Robin]

you have writen this with an innocence , inner thoughts that have the reader softly cheering you on .

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I feel this is lovely.You show us here that a simple moment can have poetry captured in itself.You have beautifully etched out this moment and paid attention to minute details..which are soft and gentle..your write to me was like a warm sunshine fading out into the evening sky.Very nice.Retain your honest,candid voice always in all your poems.A very refreshing read.