I wait for you ,

Where the seagulls lie.

The sky ,

A shade of cobalt blue.

The tide moving in ,

Whispers of the conch shell.

Ringing in my ears ,

The sand softly shifting,

Away from my toes.

A periwinkle sea ,

As denim waves wash my feet.

I realize that ,

It’s just the pelicans and me.

Driftwood and seaweed ,

Floating upon the aquamarine waters.

As a blueberry night closes in.

I wait for you by the cornflower painted sand ,

Where my soul lies ,

Beneath the ocean strand…

                                                                                                  Ela