Stalked

Foamy waves breaking on shore
Sand glistened as if irradiated
Wandering seagulls hungry
cawing their next feast
crabs scampering into
waves drowning abodes
A day like any other
beauty at its pinnacle
unnoticed by most
Taken for granted by others

Children running and playing
a cacophony of sound
peace in their world
Mum and dad lazing
enjoying a few moments respite
being vigil has its price

A girl
hair the colour of corn
soft brown eyes smiling
her first step on sand
always felt like coming home
 
Meandering away
The cries and screams
fading into the distance
finding her sanctuary

Surfing one great love
Belle slithers into black
Anticipation
ripening her veins
It had been long

Strolling to the shore
wading into the bay
her bay ,
the only place of solitude
A place she felt safe
crying ,
laughing and just being

But fate had stepped in

A man stood
shadows of the wattle tree
waiting for time
they would be together
he adored her,
worshipped her,
watched her
She would be his
Insanity crept in ...