By the sea
Upon the cooling sands he walks.
Each footstep one less he will know.
He eyes the waves in search of peace,
as setting sun casts crimson glow.
He longs to have the one he wants,
but knows that it can never be.
Dark-tanned and graying, he’s still strong,
this man that looks out on the sea.
His life will never know her touch,
or feel the passion in her rise.
If only he could hold her hand,
one moment gaze into her eyes.
Each word she speaks, a treasure kept.
Her name, he will not let be known.
He walks into the falling day
and knows he’ll always be alone.
There is more depth to the heart than the mind can comprehend and it only has boundaries when we choose to fence it in.