...and

...and the waves recede,
Leaving behind the wet sands,
Washing away foot prints,
And memories of love.

Like the waves of time,
That cascade and crash,
On the lonely shore of life,
And only to remove any trace of affection.

And they come again,
The mighty waves,
No not from the Sea nor the Ocean,
But the waves of time,

...and once again I am left alone,
wet to the core and shivering,
erased are my memories of what were,
and all I can recollect are some grains of wet sand...