Crouched beneath the sea
Enduring the battering tide,
Seeing only your face
Behind my eyes, closed tight
Screaming for you, in a
Silent fit of bubbles –
To raise myself from the sand
As the waves lead a desperate attack
In an effort to submerse me once again
To their beautiful, torturous comfort
I will hide behind them no longer
No – I will walk from the water
Lifting my feet as I sink
To stand on the shore,
Arms reaching to the ocean
Tasting your sweet kiss,
Instead of salt water
Dripping down my cheek
To land on my lips –
A reminder of what was
And what will always be.