Whisper

 

She sits on the damp sand

Sun spills over her

Golden and warm

 

Wind caresses her hair

Stirring dark tendrils

 

Waves lap at her toes

Seeking attention

 

But

 

Dark eyes stare at cold frothy waves

Lost in the gray-green torment

 

Wind whispers

She shivers

 

Broken shells wash around her

Life gone

Empty

 

Wind calls her

Echoing loneliness

She lifts her head

Recognizing the echo

 

Slender fingers are raised

Into the wind

 

Sighs are lost in the whisper wind

As it strokes her and pulls her

 

Urging

 

She closes her eyes to the sun and warmth

 

The wind strengthens

Whipping

Buffeting

 

Her image fades

A shimmering shadow lost in the wind

 

A single tear splashes into the waves

And is lost

 

And the wind echoes over empty sand

Whispering

 

Lonely

 


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