The Visitor

Out of nowhere
I stumbled upon you
After so many years of combing the beach
Looking for the basilisk of my dreams.

You haven’t changed.
Not a bit, like the sand
Where I sat and pondered
Unknowing you’ve always been in my thoughts.

Forgive me for giving you up
To circumstance, my version of comfort.
I’m a coward like the scurrying crab.
Or maybe you were too raw for me?

I’m weary from stooping, searching for clues
To where you lay hidden in my mind,
The eddies I stir only make finding you
A mission without a purpose.

You came with the ordinariness of the tide
But gave me a shock.
For with joy, I realized
I’ve gotten my other half back.

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