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