Bathing Angels

Were the angels here to gambol upon your heart
And laugh like sighs beneath seaside skies
Where stars blink on, as I close my eyes
And waves curl over, and a heron flies
Where a crimson coast goes dark.
Were you here beside me, when I thought I was alone
Running barefoot as the thermals cross
And took no heed if the time was lost
Never stopped sharing no matter what the cost
I’d have promised if I’d known.
We both ambled in the surf for driftwood down the beach
Speaking of dreams we forgot it seems
While angels plucked on fragile strings
Fretting memories and failing schemes
Of things all along within our reach.

Epilogue:
Over thunder at sea,
When we’re oceans apart.
And were I there
She’d sail off to sleep
To rise
With breaths like her
That…and vanquish.
At the window, I hear the thunder
Your heart beats like mine
And your exhale sounds like mine
We’ve had oceans to cross
With wounds and
Mountains between us.

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