The Returning Wave
Original poetry by Bérengère B.
By Bérengère BalteauPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

And if you ever ask me
I will deny it.
But if only you knew
It is perhaps because I saw you in him,
That I got blindly carried away
By his laugh
The promise
Of a returning wave.
And yet, just as the perpetual waves
You were meant to come and leave.
And I, like the sailor I will always be
was meant to move through each
Perpetual question
Why do I want to see the same wave crashing on the shore of my dreams?
So if you ask me
I will deny it.
But if only you knew,
Buried in front of the lighthouse
I left a piece of me
A red light scanning the sea
Hoping for the day
I will see
The Steel blue wave returning
and never leaving.



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