The sun’s gone missing, darling,
and you, two thousand miles away right now,
are missing too
and yet there we are
walking that Gulf Coast beach
pitch dark, single file, you in the lead
as always
pulling me along
as we giggle stumble across the shell-full sand
that one angel feather
……..that stabs itself between my toes
before we find a place
to lay down our blanket,
……..sip hot coffee,
knee against knee and
arm against arm
like sisters
quiet and waiting
waiting for the start of a day
……..that never comes, save for
gray against gray and
pearl against pearl
until we make our way back
holding hands and laughing at the folly
