I listen to the sound
of the waves.

Looking for a clue,
an echo of your silence.

And I patiently
wait for you.

Like Amphitrite
waited for Poseidon.

*Sandoval

He was a blank book.

With my ink of sonnets,

I gave him a story,
syllables full of stars.

I made him
readable, interesting, intriguing.

But, the last thing that ever crossed my mind,

was that sitting there,
on that shelf, I also made him

reachable.


*Sandoval

I tore down every bridge,
and every wall to let you in.

I dried lakes, rivers, oceans,
to save you from drowning.

I found myself,
draining in weakness to strengthen you.

You became powerful, you became immortal,
you became my god.

Now I clench onto this sadness of mine.
The loneliness you left behind.

Its the only thing that reminds me,
our story was once alive.

Its my safe place.
When you're gone,

and I need a muse to help
bleed all this pain out.

Like tonight,
when writing about the moon,
can no longer help me survive.


*Sandoval

I've seen you

dancing, to rhythm

of the moon.

I wonder, if I were up there,

would you have loved me too..


*Sandoval

A rose only grows

by getting watered,

and being

acknowledged

by light. Same goes

with love.

*Sandoval

Dead* sea,

burnt memories.

This lonely mermaid,

has no more stories.

*Sandoval

You can mend a

broken heart,

but never with the same

string twice.


*Sandoval