To Silver Wind who likes the sea

What am I doing in Cherbourg? I am alone and there is no hope of forgetting you, even here, in this magic place.

It is night time now. The ocean throbs its waves into the tide, and the waves try to cling to the shore.
As I tried to cling to your love, to no avail.

The sea surges and roars and the wind calls your name.
I crave your hands, your face, and your kisses. I hunger for you as the crests of the waves hunger their return to high seas.

Like the sea, you swallowed everything in me. You took my soul and gave it up, wounded, like the waves tear the sand from the shore in a rustling of salt.

I feel your presence in an errand wave and the wind chills my heart.

Anna Maria

The pain

I saw the pain in your eyes, it surfaced from deep inside.

You were alone, felt alone and had that sad look about you.
My hand went to take yours and my heart tried to warm your heart.
For a moment in time, hands and hearts touched and I saw the pain flying away. It flew and got lost in the clouds.

Today I wake up without you, but your pain became mine.
I don’t know which word I didn’t say. Which one was the word you were expecting to hear? Which word did you need me to say?
Which word did you need and I didn’t have?

How easy it was to love you and how hard it is to lose you.

Anna Maria