start here

before I knew you

before you could drift across the border of my dreams

before we sat on seawalls edge and spoke of love and things

that rushed up to our doorstep

and retreated

in silence

so swift

and strange

leaving broken things behind

that currents rearrange

see how they sculpt so readily

as if to entertain

and time

the constant conqueror

of all things sharp

like pain

Looking out upon the distance and direction since those days

I see how I have changed

weathered shell on window ledge

becomes microcosm in my hand

reminder where hearts once traveled

maps drawn across the sand