Where Is Love

again useless struggling beacuse out of it to his neck quick in the sand thus as love was he caught agains't the moons high pulling tide so full as each new wave pushes him out and where is love but from the center flows starlike this sea and reflections her face even as night her memory yellow a sun acute the foam had blown the coast line, higher still and where the rock is broken off of so many but now it turns back the tide as to he thin with gloom rises and drifts off back, back into the sea and as each new wave which rises to quentch off over his restlessness her yearning has been broken forevermore.