Ocean Blues and You

I have a tendency to run from arms that are stretched open

for me. A tendency to think when people take

an interest in me, they only mean to pry me open with an oyster knife and leave

me empty. Your past has taught you that anyone can leave if they want to try.

So you don’t pry and you don’t ask why, but you always stay

When the Salmon Rots

We had so much fun at that bonfire on the beach, he and I.

The air in my nose was stronger than a salmon swimming upstream.

But if you stayed close enough to the growling fire

that smoky haze would cover you better than a fur blanket.

So I stayed close, tucked into him

dreaming of honey.

Against the black curtain of the sky

It was hard to tell the difference between

the fading flickers of a hot, red amber from a fire

versus his taillights fading down the road.

And then you realize it can’t always be seven o’clock on a summer evening.

Wedding Day

Your snoring lulls me to sleep after a hard day

cradling me sweetly in the night.

And your immovable love gives me strength 

like a constant steady flow of a river to my heart.

 

Your laughter breaths life back into me, babe

Fills my lungs so full, I think my feet might leave the ground.

Your tender love wraps around me like armor.

There’s nothing I can’t do with you next to me.

 

You’re such an important part of me

Your love is in the air I breath.

It radiates off the skin I touch.

I feel your love in every kiss

Every touch

Every word.

And I hear it today in, “I do”.

 

-August 22, 2020