Today I’ll sit right in the middle of it,
in the thick, dense, lush bustle of love.
It does not do me any good
to exist on the periphery of this one.
Feel the pulse of my heart beat
as it runs through your finger tips
and turns your lips the richest mix
of red and pink. Forget all future things;
now is for sinking into our spirits,
the way yours sparkles through your eyes
and I’ve lost all doubt in universal signs,
spellbound in this spotlight for as long as it shines.
You’ve conjured up an aura that preoccupies my mind
with fascination for how the chapters in our stories
might use the time these bodies
find themselves writing the same lines
on the same side of the page.
delicately painted with waves of craving
that crash before we reach the shore,
with sand warm against my bare back,
Your face shielding my gaze from the glaring sun,
a showcase of your freckled skin,
traced with raised edges
where I dug my nails in.
Sunday’s sin can be forgiven
when it was neither seen nor heard
but spoken in tongues.
You want to know,
you want me to teach you
the ways of my God
like how this beach becomes one with the sea,
but my God doesn’t obey the prayers
formed between a man’s clasped hands,
first he must dare to get his feet wet.
The tide continues its motion
lapping the broken shores in a peaceful sigh of relief
after holding its breath for so long.
You recall the beach by your childhood home
spending hours pondering what treasures lay
on other shores
how desperately you wanted to believe
in a world away from those bricks and walls
which built that house and then trapped you inside it.
You recall the beaches in foreign countries
you had the honour of gracing.
How you remembered that first beach
and realised you had made it.
You are still making it.
No matter where you are in the world
the water always finds its way to you.
It endures the earth’s currents
to reach the ground your feet are stood upon.
It’s about the long fight.
And if the ocean can find a way to touch you
and at every opportunity longs to dip your feet in its brilliance
you can get out of bed and exist today.