I'm standing at your shores, your waters taste my toes and I wait for a welcome in.
I have came to hand you the last of my world; all its disaster and glory.
I wait, excused of all guilt and panic.
Your waves won't still, I think I've lost your heart. Your winds whisper a chill, my skin hears it first.
My fists unclench and most of my fear subsides and certainty rests on my head.
I crouch to drown our memories, they ripple through the deep.
Im standing on your shores again, the moon followed me here this time.
I've came to hand back our stories- this laundry of sheets stained with shared secrets, hopeless romance and a cracked vasse of our dreams .
My arms are numb from all the weight.
You still refuse to look at me.
I need my world back; with all its kingdoms of disarray associations and disasterous joys, its vallies rolling with daffodils of consequential encounters that excited me in their time and worth.
I'm standing at your shores forgotten, my ankles drip of our sudden past.
The scene is in strange calmness.
I vow to my need to never come back.
Image by Raymond Seed
I have came to hand you the last of my world; all its disaster and glory.
I wait, excused of all guilt and panic.
Your waves won't still, I think I've lost your heart. Your winds whisper a chill, my skin hears it first.
My fists unclench and most of my fear subsides and certainty rests on my head.
I crouch to drown our memories, they ripple through the deep.
Im standing on your shores again, the moon followed me here this time.
I've came to hand back our stories- this laundry of sheets stained with shared secrets, hopeless romance and a cracked vasse of our dreams .
My arms are numb from all the weight.
You still refuse to look at me.
I need my world back; with all its kingdoms of disarray associations and disasterous joys, its vallies rolling with daffodils of consequential encounters that excited me in their time and worth.
I'm standing at your shores forgotten, my ankles drip of our sudden past.
The scene is in strange calmness.
I vow to my need to never come back.
Image by Raymond Seed
