Since your “Never” splattered red
death across the compositions painted
by my love into your dreams,
I will now rewrite forever
as me Alone riding on the sea

Sometimes mirror still, glassy
I drift through reflected aqua skies

Sometimes rough & wild
I am as the weathered driftwood
on those crests of white, I rise

Sometimes frigid, dark & dangerous
with icy raindrops driving;
they dot the green-black brew
with marks of silence broken

I will sketch a solo rider of the briny waters
Peaceful
through the ever-changing colors
of our textured seas
I will miss the dreams I thought were shared
I will miss…but I’ll be there
Alone upon the green-blue sea

Ah, but also for this Now
I have , of course, painted in
that brown-eyed boy paddling ahead
Another playing violin upon the shore
Music to remind there’s always more—
those children I adore

Yes, the boy & I,
we tasted rain the other day
Paddled to the border
Heard the music say
Our hearts align
while also set in varied array

They are my “Now”,
&, I remain alone Someday
riding on the sea around the bay
and you remain forever far away
with hints of splattered red
death across those compositions dreamed
now seaweed tangled,
sunk beneath the bay
whose sunsets colour art of Acquiescence
I will paint again