Tears turn sands to mud,
Eyes unveil only sorrows,
Outstretched hands alone,
Red hair is tossing winds,
Lips parched upon dry air,
Barren of flesh to be held,
Toes are frozen on strands,
Eyes remembering of joys,
By the sea that breaks me,
My hand in yours no more.

I want to exist between
the layers of your skin

you let me lean on
your fragile shoulders
for as long as the
world keeps shaking,
holding me tight
and promising me
light will break
through even the
darkest of our days