Broken Promises

I had been looking for waves in Arizona
Dried up, washed out, blazing sun 
on fire. 
I felt my feet stable in the sand 
Waiting. 
for a boat that would never come. 
I watched the horizon 
rise and fall
Mirage.
Blurring my 
Sense of space and time. 
Waiting. 
Believing in love. 
Waiting. 
I let the fire in
Waiting. 
For the waves to put it out. 
Looking foolish for waves
In Arizona. 
Waiting. 
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