we brought home
Two
Seashells
collected
during a date at the beach
When I found them
Right beneath my foot
Buried in the golden
Sand
I was
Overjoyed
And thought
That these were
omens of good luck
the perfect
souvenirs
sent as
Momento
For that
Wonderful day
That we had together
As a tribute to our love
Hand in hand
Lip to lip
Telling each other
How much
we care
and that life if dare
separate us
Would not be fair
How would I know
That these
dead
Bivalve mollusks
foreshadowed
my
Dried up life
and my
Lost fertility
the relics of
A bygone love
Once a home
To a soft and small
creature
Seashells are
coffins