Sealight garden

Click into place, those thoughts left behind,
a breaker for the line of sea.
Within that lies that piece of me
that needed broken silence.

Wrestle with this undertow
that rides me high,
but smashes low
until I am floating, listless, free,
living the echo, hearing the sea.

Let this body rise to meet your touch.
Salty kisses
mean so much,
so much more than fishes.

Let that sunlight hand
caress this wound,
carry my dark thoughts away
on waves of gentle calm.

Worry less please, soul that binds me.
Let this night be less about water,
and more about endless stars reflected
on a placid sea at rest, within me.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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