The water runs cold
Like your blood
Reptilian eyes
Raise their wary hoods
The surf that breaks
Upon a distant shore
Recalls your form
In some strange place before
Remembering well
The day you turned to me
Ensnared my gaze
And saw me piteously
The water runs dry
Like this withered heart
I will survive
Much better now apart
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

He sounds like a cad.
Yep, that would be about right!! 🙂 🙂
this is true and the photo is hauntingly beautiful
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
The last two lines pushed me over the edge…..loved it, but so sad…..Could feel it deep inside me.
Thank you, yes, written in a sad mood… 🙂
Gorgeous and heart-wrenching
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂