#131-Images of you

A coffee with brandy please…

It feels cool,

Morning fog’s leaving,

Tide’s coming in,

But the bench feels empty.

Just me.

We used to sit here together,

Watching the waves,

Breathing the salty air.

I miss you,

But can’t be with you yet,

Still need to wait.

Just a little while longer.

But soon dear, soon.