In a daydream you existed
I saw you in the sea,
heard your lonesome cry.
I could never comfort you.
It was long before I saw
those mystifying eyes,
your pouty mouth, enticing me.
Pearls draped loosely about your neck,
given by another lover, long ago …
Sorrow fills my shutter.
I have become divisive about
what is captured with the lens.
I’ve waited for you –
you laid upon the shore
seaweed, shells, enshrouding you,
wiping away the saltiness.
Capturing an essence before you slip
away – when I release you from the net.