A hiki i kekahi manawa (Until next time…)

 

As I board the plane, and look back,

I see all that I am leaving behind,

I reluctantly take my seat,

And, I begin to feel it happening,

Slowly, but surely….the oozing begins,

 

All of the ocean’s waves,

All of the fine granules of sand,

All of the swaying palms,

All of the slightly sweet breezes,

All of the tropical flora,

All of the exotic birds,

All of the salt air stickiness,

 

Begin to exit my every pore,

Try as I might to stop it,

It seeps and seeps and seeps,

Until there is no more.

 

Ooze

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