Rudimentary – sedimentary.
Rocks stab at my instep
Harsher than reality
I hardly felt it’s indent –
Something there distracted me.

And so it is in staggered thoughts
I’ve perceived the imperceptible

Fleeing from me just so fast I caught it in a blur.
I see it in the daydreams,
the ones revolving her.

We spoke some folly years ago.
About our favorite place.
I recall all her expressions,
But can’t remember face.

For maybe it was shame
That kept me from her grace
Now every time I think of her
I think of waves and space

I think aloud and pace.
I write it on a page.
Still nothing can return me to
those 16 years of age

The source of all my pain
The moment let escape
I hadn’t strength to tell her
Because I thought I’d wait.

From then, she washed away
Just as her favorite place.
The only time I feel at peace
is when I feel her waves.