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.

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