"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever." — Jacques Cousteau

you chase me like the tide chases timid toes on the beach water shy and scared of your depth not sure i'm ready yet to drown in you completely

reaching out to the woman on fire who's laughing inside of these flames i've never needed a firefighter to save me but i hear your promise, that you'll stay

cold hands on my rosacea cheeks like sea spray to burning skin the ocean blue calm in your words is the constant that you've been to me

sometimes i allow myself to picture it

my body on driftwood raft the worry inside of me extinguished sailing into the horizon you, a guide to me in choppy waters and soft presence in gentle bliss

i've never written a love letter but you may consider this