Squander

Even the shore cannot help but squander love on hope.

Watch as the sea, demand his caressing touch, only to

abandon him just as suddenly in an endless game of tease,

with each crashing wave, both a moment of ecstasy and heartache.

Β© J.G.


Originally written for a twitter writing challenge.

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