Cadiz, Spain, 1999

[ceebeegee]

Tidal yearnings pull on my heart
West
   across the sea
Natural as rain to walk into the waves
   (fragile flowers skirling along the sand)
To curl up inside that tender warm arc
Like arms wrapped around me, lulling me asleep

But
the sea lies
waves expel me, thrust me away
   watery embraces collapse and disappear
   into the sand
Staring at the horizon,
   salt creeps into my heart, curing it.