Written for #writephoto Thanks to Sue Vincent!
How many paths have I walked to find you?
In dreams, I follow your trail only to have you slip away moments before I reach you.
This is fate. Yours, mine, ours.
In my last dream, I walked until there was only darkness. After this, I promised myself I’d follow no more.
Along this seaside trails with its slippery rocks, I think nothing of you. I smell the salt air, coalesce with the sea breeze, laugh with the gull’s mockery.
And when my barefoot joins with the suntanned sand, you turn, smile as if you’ve been expecting me.