Saturday, August 13, 2011
the only fish in the sea
I was sitting on the beach, you were all so far away. I could see, but always behind silent eyes. Never reveling my true self, trusting is not an option. No one led me, but somehow I ended up there, in the sea. Lost among natives. I watched the most obscure things from there, how the sand swirled between my toes, but never where my feet led me, how my fingers smelled from the salty water, but never at the hearts my hands touched. A wave crashed into me one to many times. As if it's wake jarred me from it's trance. I looked back at the shore and you were all gone. Swimming back to the shore was a lonely chore, I panicked along the way. Alone I traveled, collecting shells. I wanted to give them to you so you would build me a home. I push on through shadows and arrived where you sat, unmoved, waiting for me. My limbs weary, you carried me to the shade. I was too afraid to give you my gifts, flawlessly you found them on your own. Our souls exist in this oasis, a sanctuary called love.