The Sea & The Anonymous Traveler
for every step
that i travel
your liquid tongue
erases it,
when i look back
all i see
is another clean
and empty
slate of sand
you cool my
weary feet
you refresh
my body with
your breeze
i am traveling again
somewhere
into another exciting
unknown
IT is you again
always a mystery
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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