Thirty Years of Marriage Compressed into 13 Lines

We were steadfast at this railing years ago.
A hurricane was hurling mist-capped waves
Against the wall below, but we'd been lovers
Just a week and harbored storms of equal
Strength within us, so we held our ground
And pressed our salty lips together like
A couple painted on the cover of a trashy
Book. Now, there's calm without, within.
She stares a moment at the ocean, puts
Her hand upon my shoulder, turns, and
Sighs through dry and wrinkled lips,
“This place seems so depressing. Why'd
We come here? May we go?”



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-09-24 at 23:37

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