Don't let the beating
waves drag me away.
Don't let the waves part
us apart. Don't let the
ocean's salt erode
our bones.

Hold me like a pirate
does with his treasure.
Hold me like a lover with
pleasure. Hold me the
way lost people do with
rain drops in the sahara
desert.

Keep me close to your
chest.

Let me rest my tired
body against your flesh
and bones. Let me rest
the way clams do when
they wash up on
abandoned
shores.

Tired and exhausted.
Lost and not found. But
yet they try not to
breakdown.

As they keep buried in
the golden sands with
their shells shut on the
pearls that rest upon
their rose pink
tongues* ~