Smile

Wednesday, the day after
you sailed into the sea

a coffee filled with black, immersed
in its face
a reflection of the façade
patterned by creepers
the biscuit dissolves, with time
brackish breeze
painting me
the watchtower turns gaze

a few leftover caws of seagulls,
an old lady with a cane basket, fish
from a recent catch, lifeless eyes
asking for a purchase
a siren resonates in the background

Saturday, you returned
The town quite as before, your face
Lost in the tales of the ocean, smile
missing

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