You uncovered me,
With a shovel, from the sand
All good and well
I tried To swim to you but the
current too strong, pulled me beneath the waves
tangled in the ocean rubble
overcome with rue and pity
that I had not stayed afloat longer
or that my breath had not held out
So that my skin could feel the
warmth of your skin and embrace.
i was washed over with your words
a thirst to whisper to your ear,
almost touching.
hair twisted.
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 9:04 PM UTC
You uncovered me,
With a shovel, from the sand
All good and well
I tried To swim to you but the
current too strong, pulled me beneath the waves
tangled in the ocean rubble
overcome with rue and pity
that I had not stayed afloat longer
or that my breath had not held out
So that my skin could feel the
warmth of your skin and embrace.
i was washed over with your words
a thirst to whisper to your ear,
almost touching.
hair twisted.