The woman I loved walked into the sea with
Her black hair, white clothing, a note to me
She walked from her village
Small toes against cold rocks
She walked passed men awakened by her beauty
And women doing the wash
She walked with a note to me
Into the sea she went
small toes into the wet sand
into the sea she went
tan legs, neck, nose submerged
and the note from me lost
to the sea.
-ZJB