Night Sand

Inside our first kiss

There was ocean salt. 

Biting into my memory.

Swirling into never ending

Nautilus circles. 

The sound of your breath

Sighing in and out.

A gradual recession into subconscious.

Droplets of sand.

The sky above us colored

In the violet of night. 

Balsam Fir

Running delicate fingers over

My cheeks,

And I prayed to remember the smell.

The smell of a thousand

Moments of reverie.

Lost in the blue of water.

Lost when you closed your eyes

To kiss me.

Hoping to drown

In this deep blue. 

Wanting to be taken,

To be held under.

Still.