Love like Waves

I try to
hold the waves
as they wash over me.
They cover my body
and caress all they
touch
but yet,
they return to their true love:
the sea.
Leaving me
washed up on the beach
covered in salt
and sand.
Tossed by the breeze
gentle kisses are sent
from the waves,
(like an afterthought)
but,
instead of clearing my skin
of beach and foam,
remind me
how lonely I am,
and of where the waves would rather be.

5.9.2013