stone becomes cushion enough to walk on
through the alchemy of water and time
a beach is just tangible testament
that ocean can transform rock
through the steadiness of her love
that feminine can caress masculine
until it softens
enough to slip back into her
with each kiss
a little more irreversibly changed
jealousy is a beach ball drowned by sunscreened arms in a concrete pool it shoots out of the water of your belly with thunderous propulsion the burn of lightning struck charring insides cold as frostb
you don't realize your breathing's been strained until it is clear again how not in love you really were until you're really in love good god love is a heart beating through clear valves for the first