good-bye

you've got something in your eye, love.
don't let it bther you.
let their windy smiles blow it from
those wonderful windows
the blonde sun-died streaks
spread like seaweed
across the sand
as nature envelops the two
of us. but then
it is only me and that sand
and the real seaweed and real wind
and it is better.
and i wander to the shore-rocky with
stories uncovered by the persistent waves.
i undress and don a better wardrobe.
Aqua and i swirl and she takes me down
farther and down beyond the bobbing whitecaps
to the seaweed and to the sand.
i have decided to stay in this wonder-laden land.
join if you like.