My Sweet Seaweed Maiden
by Jeff Bowen
July 2016
I can't quite remember
What inspired that day,
Or why we were thinking
You'd look good that way.
But the moment still holds me
Near when we first met,
My seaweeded maiden
Decorated by bet.
Our emotions ran strong.
Youth quickened our pace.
Now the feelings rest gently
In the smile on your face.
So the image abides
Like some digital ghost.
Even though we got lost
On the way to the coast,
The picture can find us
And bring us back home
To a place that reminds us
Of the feelings we own.
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