Lovers Point, for P.B. Shelley

Lover's Point, for P.B. Shelley

Rest
and be with me
in your
supreme success.
The lull, the rhythmic roar of our faithful tide,
eternally wears away...
The shoreline stones,
obedient forever
to the phase of the moon,
the pull of the moon
on the tide...
How can you futilely
attempt to resist
natural
attraction?
Be rewarded,
be
with me.