open kayak
When I’m lying in my bed
When finally, I’ve laid
I can only see that red coat
I try to greet her
But she can only loathe
After that, tomorrow
Staring into the window
I see a tad bit of red
Before I raise my hand
It’s already deep into the land
“Was that her?” My mind said
Early in the morning
I see that little red thing
But by now I’ve realised it’s nothing
‘Till the jacket says “hey how you’ve been”
And suddenly, I can but smile
Hoping this moment won’t be futile
fading latch