Breaking Waves

Day nine: write a breaking poem, and here is my attempt.

The scent of love is relived from breathing in the ocean breeze of my Virginia Beach childhood home. Sand grains shift under my feet, clear water ripples swirl around my ankles carrying memories of you and the summer kiss on the sweet side of my neck.

The warm familiar scent of you and the salty air engulfed me in my distant memories. I can see from the shore where I left my home and my “I love you” was caught on the break of the waves.

By Pamelap


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