The waves whisper to my skin,
The softest kind of siren song.
I wonder how the day has past for those I used to love,
I wonder if the stars have ever truly aligned.
And in all the wandering of my heart,
One too many people have been hurt.
Although, if you ask me, one is too many.

The moon calls back memory,
Of how words can travel through the body.
Like starlight cuts through space
Just to find my bare skin.