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Wolf's Poetry

Wavewish

Raging waves race head to head

To shatter the sands,

Fury dissolving in foam.



One reaches me with gentle passion

Almost touches, pausing there

        shyly

Studies me a moment,

        pensive

Seems to whisper,

        Bestow a secret,

             Grant a wish;



Silently I plead for consummation

        Swirl in salty coolness around me

             Envelop me completely in yourself. . .



But it lingers here no more

Leaves traces of apology at my feet

Glides noiselessly away

To fulfill another's dream



Perhaps its own.



~~Erin Metcalf~~
© 1999

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