I stand at the shore daring the tide
To come in and wash round my ankles
To draw me, suck back and leave me invigorated
Almost pulling me over
My footprints
Are obliterated by the surge of the water
It's as if I wasn't there
There is no trace
Only in my mind
Each flow is unique
Like the phrasing and sound of your voice
Each ebb is a flurry swirling around me
Scarring my body with memories
Of the moments of when you touched me
Only fleetingly
I stare back at your horizon
Yearning for more
For each time to be better
And stronger
And fresher
And lasting
It never is
Sometimes I watch your thrashing white surf
Glistening under the moonlight
And will it towards me
Too often it stops short
and retreats
Leaving me cheated
Then you tempt me
My god how you tempt me
What bubbles underneath?
What shores and what places have you touched and been sullied by?
Eternal or passing?
Am I the first time?
I'm scared
I would love to walk out
Away from the dry land
To be flattened by your relentless advance
And drawn under
Taken with you
Taken further away
Embraced and then smothered by your recoil
Sucked down
Enveloped
Consumed
I become one with you
I'm scared by your power
I'm scared by my weakness
I step away
I feel your spray splash on my legs and dampen my shorts
I step away
Dry land is familiar, boring, but safe
Safety is oh so boring
And it controls me
I want you to pull me in
Suck me down
And absorb me
For the first time in my life I am sure
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