billowing sails on sparkling tufts

with us
in the wake
it is warm
and wild

you inside
and i
out.
step forward to a
promintory.

it builds
cold shadows behind
track time

the wind takes
the air expands
and i am
fixed
on the horizon

to sparkling waters,
this---.
boat, this building.

farther from shore,
a flight.
to relaxing calm.
it is hard to reach you.

to sync as the
waters chop
to not flail and
find ourselves.

we, us,
together-
all these many years.