S.S. LOVEDREAM

as we lay

  on the musty beach floor

sand braids my hair while

he glues together

 my broken heart

….    again.

      mixed with shells and the

   luminescent light             of  the

 crescent moon.

my  mind begins to         c r e e        p

  slowly  into

waves which crash against

     the naked shore.

as he leans in,

  for his lips to touch mine,

the ocean stars

whisper

                          goodnight.