Sea Salt

Jul 28

Follow my voice.

Tell me your secrets;

Tell of your heart.

Let me in.

Choosing me is vulnerability,

Hand me the key to your innermost parts.

Love and loss, line your soul hidden in the dark.

Expose, who you are.

I can take it; I’ll ease your burdened soul

Take my hand, follow me

Let it all go.

Let us baptize our demons in the sea,

Salt in wounds, underneath;

Will heal the scars you left on me.

Hope and a song, can carry us along.

You don’t have to pretend,

Here’ you don’t have to be strong.

Only promise to love me til death,

or at least until dawn.

If after; you choose to leave, I will let you go.

But remember me, and our times

Under trees; swaying,

Dancing with the birds and the bees.

Our baptism song will carry over the sea,

To the west, with the maple leaves.

And when you leave; I will stay.

Stay, and hope that one day;

Someday,

You’ll come back to find me old and gray.

Eden