He, she and the seashore

He wrote her name on the wet sand

She quipped: waves will wipe that out

It is not eternal

There came a huge wave to gulp her name

She giggled

She wrote his name on the wet sand

He taunted: waves will wipe that out

It is not eternal

Why should I go alone?

Come along, lets both meet at the womb of the ocean

And, that is eternal, she said

There came a huge wave to gulp his name…

Corners of his eyes were wet.

-prajna