I look for her every day,

A quiet silent memory,

Filled with a passion

Lets my imagination swoon.

Just a fantasy I suppose,

Once a lovely reality.

I think when life begins

To realize a new chapter,

The stories become sweet,

The moments always yearning.

A long time ago,

I thought I noticed her again,

Walking along the beach,

Her face shadowed from the sun.

I could never really tell.

I could remember the passion,

The intrigue in my mind,

Wouldn’t easily fade away.