El Matador State Beach, Malibu (2011)

Daisy and me are down by the sea
watching the waves roll in.
When somewhere between the curl and the crash
we feel the ending begin.
So we sit and we stare at what isn’t yet there,
with the sun shining down on our faces.
Though she can’t hear a word, I know I am heard.
We’re awash in the love from heart places.

Daisy, August 4  (2012)

Daisy, August 4 (2012)