Water, carry me
to the waiting shore
where he placed
his delightful heart.
Let your tides rejuvenate
his deserted hands
and fill our voids
with sands and lovely shells.

Water, carry me
fold me in his arms
as we become islands
of ourselves
trying to prolong the night---
for in the morning
when the sun is shining
and the waves are calm
we will be washed
once again,
by time and space.