Woke in the night

sea salt & candlelight

the down on your chest golden.

 

You sleep like a child

arms open heart wild

beating to the seagull cry.

 

I’m lost in the salt marsh

of this: seamlessly changing horizon

where you wheel  & dive

 

a magnet for secrets.

 

You promise treasure

the buried kind & something in me

believes in our connection.

 

But baby I’m lost in the salt marsh

the changing horizon of you

nothing solid to cling onto

 

before the tide comes in.