More words about Milo

 

Waves splash higher to the shore
My head moves rhythmically joined
Trying to stay focused is so much more
Debilitating, maintaining the void

Motion forward , motion back
My hand is eager to imagine
The feeling ,  my heart is stealing
Yet I know it will not happen

I will not know your touch again
Silken , uncombed, gentle white
Irreplaceable my friend
I'll always love you deep inside