The sea has always been
A haven
For me
Wrapped in the waves
Peaceful in the deep
The weights are lifted
On the rise of
It’s heaving chest
Your absence has done strange things to me
So I returned to the sea
To find some normalcy
The sand celebrated
Rising with each step
Welcoming me home
Like a prodigal son
As I breathed it in
I found a flavour on the wind
That never belonged here
And there you are
Suddenly
My eyes drinking you in like an addict
My hands reach out to meet you
Involuntarily
And the calling calling
Of my heart
On your name
Reaches a deafening pitch
My legs are held up by the sea
I lose my strength to stand
‘Ma Coeur’
Tears from my lips.
Relief.
The salt of the sea
Robbing my tears
From my cheeks.
My heart, ma coeur.
My cells sing and my spirit hums.
We are home.
We are home.
But
Before my fingers touch you
Feel the embers from your skin
They sing through
Cold
And empty
Air
And the haven
Is not a haven at all
For it calls for you
With its voice of roaring waves
And wind
With my voice too.
Ma coeur
Come back
Come back!
What have you done?
What have I done?
What have we done to your heart?
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
The sea has always been
A haven
For me
Wrapped in the waves
Peaceful in the deep
The weights are lifted
On the rise of
It’s heaving chest
Your absence has done strange things to me
So I returned to the sea
To find some normalcy
The sand celebrated
Rising with each step
Welcoming me home
Like a prodigal son
As I breathed it in
I found a flavour on the wind
That never belonged here
And there you are
Suddenly
My eyes drinking you in like an addict
My hands reach out to meet you
Involuntarily
And the calling calling
Of my heart
On your name
Reaches a deafening pitch
My legs are held up by the sea
I lose my strength to stand
‘Ma Coeur’
Tears from my lips.
Relief.
The salt of the sea
Robbing my tears
From my cheeks.
My heart, ma coeur.
My cells sing and my spirit hums.
We are home.
We are home.
But
Before my fingers touch you
Feel the embers from your skin
They sing through
Cold
And empty
Air
And the haven
Is not a haven at all
For it calls for you
With its voice of roaring waves
And wind
With my voice too.
Ma coeur
Come back
Come back!
What have you done?
What have I done?
What have we done to your heart?
You’re everywhere. Even places you’ve never been. Why did it take all this to get us here?! Come home. Come back. Come back.
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