rumors

sun-bleached conch shells
carefully scavenged along the beach
spreading rumors of her return
in the static roar
when pressed to lonely ears.

tall palms begin their counting of days
within the sway of frond fingers,
she's coming!
she's coming home!
white-tipped waves ripple delight
washing lone footprints smooth again
as the fluid-jade ocean swells in salted anticipation.
soon!
soon very soon!

seagulls twitter to one another in mid-flight
as Isle Vieques sighs.
the island has seen the signs
heard the whisper of loves reunion
skirting her shoreline.


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