Farewell In The Salt Wind
I hurt so much, I miss you deeply
I stand at the edge, my hair arrays, Eyes through the ocean’s haze, Here on the pier, where the sea meets my feet, Waves murmur low, their rhythm so sweet. The wind sweeps in a tender caress, Brushing my cheeks with its salty press, I reach for the threads, the life in the air, Desperate to feel what still lingers there. Farewell my friend Its scent sharp, the sea fills my lungs wide, A briny embrace where my thoughts col...