… in vain

I stood, still, upon the snaking wall
Hands clasped, fingers entwined
All around me, the singing wind
And upon by face, the moonlight fell
Starlight faint, but present still
A cricket calls, but is silenced quick
The salty spray upon my skin, as
I wait in vain for the Kiss I crave.


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