Oceans and mountains away from here end of another evening matinee The sun bows graciously blows kisses luminous strands of affection Applause Wave after wave splashing on a rock pile by the shore There, on the rocks Sits a lady worth loving She sits waiting For what, only she knows Her modest stance absorbing the tapering light welcoming the waves Her lonely shadow clinging with unwavering resolve against the constant sea perfume Fading and conjuring Wave after wave When the last bit of light is devoured by the night her radiant silhouette will still be there When my mind's ships pull anchor and wade into the unchartered seas she'll be there guiding them to safe harbor And waiting For what, only she knows Perhaps Like many a hopeful ship-wreck survivor I shall toss into the wash a poem-in-a-bottle For she is waiting There on the rocks Wave after wave Perhaps for my bottle only she knows