Harbour

On that harbour town she was to wait for me by the sea. I would travel from the city and at the jetty she would be sharp at ten. A few hours' bus ride to be by her side come sun or rain. A girl from coastal sands she had to take a ferry from another island. Boats came and went I lost count dreaming that heavenly moment. With two hours and an empty jetty I headed back for the city mad with sadness for her act of treason never ever asking her the reason why she couldn't be with me by the sea. That day I was to make a vow she would be my wife. That day I barred her for life.