I put my hands into the sea.
The water licks my face.
The waves move in on me.

I turn back to the sands
so I can see the moon light glow
reflected in these shatters
of broken bottles who lay so low.

The days are getting longer.
The nights are shorter too.
These bottles keep on breaking
and I keep on seeing you

reflected in these shatters,
on this shore, under this glow.
It brings me to my knees
and you're in it - here - I know.

I want to say your name.
I want to touch your skin.
It seems just all too late now,
you know how long it's been.

I can feel you in the wind.
I swear I've seen you in the showers
that will come early in the morning
and kiss the yawning flowers.

I've knelt here much too long,
my eyes are growing tired.
I feel the water on my heels
I think the tides - they have conspired.

I think about you now
the deeper in I wade,
the way I felt around you
and how we had it made.

Once I come back up,
once the sun shines in my eyes
I take a deeper breath
and let you go into the skies.