Places

I am a wayfarer

A wanderer

Though I never leave this spot

In the sand

My favorite place

Is this corner of

The Musée d’Orsay

I never leave

The sun is in my rear view mirror

The sea is behind me

I find a cloud and follow it

Can we pretend you haven’t left

Your lips are so close to mine

I hold the salt air on my tongue

As our breath mingles

And our lips almost meet

But you smile and say not yet

Not yet?

You pour the wine

And say all the right things

I look down and say

I have to find a place

In the sand

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