anchor salted harbor shelter stay

you pull up your anchor and
the rusted chains surface link
by link from the water. each
a memory, each a prey to salted
winds, increasingly susceptible
to fading from me. the oceans
come calling. the unknown
pulls you. it is as irresistible
as gravity of a million moons,
for you. i am the shore, love.
inconsiderate waves, insensitive
undercurrents intrude relentlessly,
they eradicate your mark
on my sand. i try to hold
on to you but i am water. i said
i am sand. am i harbor? only
for you but one never to return to.
and i lose you. link by link.
memory by memory. the horizons
pull your eyes. meanwhile i try
to hold on to the last link.
the first link. the best link.
i try hiding it in a shell. maybe
it will be a pearl - that morning
you came and looked as beautiful
as radiance of a million suns
to me, were you pulling towards
a shelter we mistakenly thought
you would want longer
than your stay



2015.nov.13