I Wrote Your Name In The Sand Poem by David Tallman

Hands wrapped clumsily around youthful waists
Eyes twinkling, lips tremble uncertain
Fingertips twirling sun drenched strands around
Hips are weaving back and then forth again

Fading and fleeting sketches in my mind
Which were once carved firm in ice cold granite
Now eroding smooth, as clocks hands beating
Quickening waves falling harsher with time

Sand flows evenly through outstretched fingers
And your painting’s canvas slowly decays
Eye’s harvest moons try pulling tides ashore
But your name written in sand is erased