We build bridges.
Like links of hope
between strangers
who wish to have known each other better.
Like ways to write a letter
even if we are lost out and within the sea
when she is not so calm.
Waves break against my edges.
Solid, crash filled, and lighter than none.
When the stillness is all we are after
I clutch to the shipwrecks we made;
shifting through memories
and trying to find anything that still matters
left floating on these scattered life raft tatters.
Way out, away from the centering moon
I call to you
between dark waves and
stretched out in all ways and directions
with every bit of space for breath I have
just to see if you will long for me;
bent breaths with loose lungs expand and
Call to me, just to tell me,
“I Love you too."
Because that’s all it takes to pull me through
the icy shadows that lunge for me.
Part the space between the waves and run for me
so that I can watch the sunset
ignite spirit and burst fire in your eyes;
a cosmic light to burn through the lies.
Again for the last time.
Until the next time
you come home to my lips
and the way they crash waves with yours.
Enough that we build bridges
to find our way back to the shores
that made us wish so much for the ocean.
Right now,
I’m acknowledging the fact that
I may be just some dock that your heart can find home in for a little while.
While you’re in the gravity of my soul
Like the tides our lips pull together.
Far away from forever,
but I know it for a measure,
in your cyclical return...