Legend

waves crash
we sit in our respective seats
and watch the sky
turn from blue to rose
until it matches the sea
opposite the whitecaps

leaving before the water
reaches our tires
we miss the turn
and backtrack cautious
of the elk crossing
and dear leaping signage

we find our way
to our one room with two beds
one big one and one little one
grab the extra pillow
and hunker in losing
each other in each other

Marta Sanchez