Chimera

  Woke in the nightsea salt & candlelightthe down on your chest golden. You sleep like a childarms open heart wildbeating to the seagull cry. I’m lost in the salt marshof this: seamlessly changing horizonwhere you wheel  & dive a magnet for secrets. You promise treasurethe buried kind & something in mebelieves in our connection. But baby I’m lost in the salt marshthe changing horizon of younothing solid to cling onto before the tide comes in.