Gravel Beach

we are not alike in any way so what is it that draws me to you lures me lunging uncontrollably magnetized thrust like the tide up against your gravel beach rushing fast at first shoving pushing racing blindly headlong shooting forceful silvery smooth in motion, then slower slower, reaching up on tip of toes to touch as much to sop seep and cover cap and crest to possess saturate soaking thru till gravity yanks dragging me back I take as much with me as I can for as long as I can friction found sound slipping back into the cold water of humanity this time it hurts disoriented I stew waiting in the ocean of my aloneness cold and heaving wondering when I will be thrust again