skinny dipping in noosa head

the low rumble swish
of the waves
fighting their way to shore

if i could just sit still
just be here
a little more

i’m racking my brain
for the words to say goodbye
but i don’t have the time

the creak and sigh
of branches high
brings me back
& knocks me flat

& i miss you, mi amor.

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