last summer
                              when the sunrise
                              turned our eyes
                              into warm pools
                              of honey
                              when the sky
                              was an expanse
                              of endless
                              baby blue 
                              that darkened
                              into an alive azure
                              where it met
                              the ocean
                              on the horizon
                              i curled my toes
                              in the sparkling sand
                              that's just out of reach
                              of the tide's
                              wanting, wistful
                              fingers
                              i let my dark hair
                              tangle
                              when the wind
                              tried to braid it
                              i gazed into
                              the sun's 
                              burning flares
                              that reach out
                              to hold the clouds
                              aloft
                              on fire
                              and i felt
                              whole
                              for a moment
                              as if i've been
                              stitched back together
                              with sea salt 
                              and sunshine
                              
                              yet when night came
                              i slept on the shores
                              of my sadness
                              and fell apart
                              after holding myself
                              together
                              too tightly
                              my heart
                              tense and tired
                              and the warmth
                              the remnants
                              of the sun
                              on my skin
                              has cooled
                              the fragments 
                              of my shattered soul 
                              are sharp-edged 
                              like glass in the sand
                              and the desolation 
                              i've pushed away
                              during the day
                              washes over me in waves
                              and i let the foaming tide
                              sweep away
                              my sand heart
                              
                              love,
                              mari
                                      
                                          
                                   
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