Searching for Tomales Bay
Having lost our way, we found ourselves searching for Tomales Bay . . .
With its whipping winds and calm inlets,
The blue of skies reflected green eyes.
We took our refuge in each other’s safe harbors.
We journeyed there one day’s night,
you and I . . . together at last.
Love building and growing in each of us
In two years of laughing friendship.
I told you once I loved you as a friend (so long ago it seems!),
that attraction factored in . . .
and I’d not transgress our friendships love.
Then love woke – it devoured us both!
One year on we moved on and in . . .
Moved into each other
On to, around and enveloped the other,
Hoping against hope we may last.
Tis an unknown course we chart - searching for Tomales Bay
The wind whipped waves of time and tide,
endlessly reverberate with you and I.
In a sure and wondrous place to start
Where first we met to wed our hearts.
David McCullough
Febrary 26, 2018
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