Kristin Tatum


Awaiting your Arrival

Your hot breath

presses hard against my cheeks,

rustling through my hair,

building anticipation

and excitement

as I wait.


Saltwater stings my eyes,

kissing my lips, 

as your whitecaps rush ashore

to greet me.  


Rumbles emanate

and expand like thunder

as you clear your throat,

demanding my undivided



Spiraling muscles

of wind and rain envelop

the beach with authority

where I wait.


Your one eye

more powerful than my two.


Your path unpredictable

like mine.