Found (Day 1035)
He found her where
he left her | they met
waves beating sandstone cliffs
into submission
that long walk
in the dark
they found their way
talking laughing sleeping
under a warm holiday sky
they were lost
feeling their way
through eternal twilight
dim & blue
footprints trailing
across frosted grass
across a ballroom floor
& the long strip
of damp brown sand
like breadcrumbs they led him
back to where
he left her | they met
he found her
facing a gray & rolling sea
he found her: there
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
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