I find you here
In the strange whimper
Of the waves

Like a hushed hum
Resounding
In the deepest night

I sit by your shore
Feet buried in the
Shifting sands

I come with words
Hanging above my head
Either a halo
Or a guillotine

Yet like certain plants
That bloom
In the darkest night
You come with memories
Cradled between your fingers
And sincerity
Wedged in your smiles

We gaze at the sky
Forming asterisms
Basking
In star light

We suture poems
Tracing verses along
Each other’s skin

How moments like this
Lasts longer
Than infinities

Yet like certain plants
That bloom
In the darkest night
You disappear
By the time morning arrive

[   The call of the waves   ]