With my ankles
submerged in sea foam,
hoping to find a pretty shell,
I get a beer and
watch a man be rude for no other reason than
he isn't getting lucky tonight.
Partly because the girl is a lesbian,
mostly due to his overwhelming testosterone.
I chat with another guy who
gave up on his luck
and knocks down another Guinness.
Thank you for watching my
every move.
To be in love with this life
is to understand the moments that make
it
wonderful. And to wait for you
is my favorite delay to anticipate.
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