I'm looking through
a piece of
glass
that I
found on
the beach- and
through the warped
exterior- the rippling
surface of its sea-soaked skin
I see myself looking
back at me
against a
backdrop
called
the
sky

I'm a reflection
in a
shadow and
I don't know why
I love you,
like I do,
but I do,
and I'm looking
at a piece of
beach-glass,
hoping to find
you.