A love poem to the sea

I painted the wall blue and imagined I was back with you.

I gave you my troubles.

You caressed them, smoothed them, kissed them until they were softer and I could bear them.

You offered  them back to me wrapped in green silk.

 

I painted the wall blue and daydreamed I was back with you.

Looking out I saw the moon dancing upon your back,

leaving a path of froth with every footstep.

I stuck out my toes to touch you but I felt nothing.

 

I looked at the wall,

I could not see the sand, so I painted a thousand grains of yellow,

I could not see the birds so I painted them too, white dots hovering above you,

but I could not hear them.

 

I painted the wall blue and hoped someday I would be back with you.

I gave my troubles to the city for a time,

to hold, to transform and to keep safe,

until we can be together again.