Waves kissing my feet for the 26th time,
But still not giving up on me.
The Wind tickling me,
don’t know how
My hair and I fell for that.
Birds & Ships say their hi’s and bye’s,
as if I was their dear friend.
Sand engulfing my feet when I exit ,
it might not want me to leave,
Seems like it was possessive.
Could it be a tale ? Coz
I’ve found a SEA OF FEELINGS just for me.
© theindianphoenix