she told me that the ocean
had been calling out their name
when the tide went off each morning
he longed to do the same
the waves tugged at their ankles
as they pooled around her feet
whispering of wonders
they they were yet to meet
but every time i asked her
if she knew why
she simply said this said this arid world
had turned their deep heart dry
there was just one way he knew of
to let go of the pain
and it was fourteen thousand feet
below the deep and stormy sea
i hope she found what she was looking for
for they slipped from our hands one day
and never left a body for us to lay.
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 7:46 PM UTC
she told me that the ocean
had been calling out their name
when the tide went off each morning
he longed to do the same
the waves tugged at their ankles
as they pooled around her feet
whispering of wonders
they they were yet to meet
but every time i asked her
if she knew why
she simply said this said this arid world
had turned their deep heart dry
there was just one way he knew of
to let go of the pain
and it was fourteen thousand feet
below the deep and stormy sea
i hope she found what she was looking for
for they slipped from our hands one day
and never left a body for us to lay.