The first sneaker wave only caught me.
I was looking away, and the next
thing I knew I was soaked to the shins.
With the second you shouted,
and I ran as fast I could, arms pumping,
and when I looked back you had
fallen to your knees, and the water was
streaming around you, the way it
streams around the rocks when
the tide recedes, and you were smiling,
you were smiling a sweet, shocked
smile, and I realized again how much
I love you, and I thought, this is how
it is, and this is how it will be.