We stood, drawn by the tide on darkest coves lit only by starlight. Words made up of exhilarating breathlessness as I watched you move so graceful on the water. Your second skin tourniquet tight a gift for the ocean and the eyes. 

I pause the chapters in my fingertips when you speak my name. Aware of my story you move unhindered still and I feel the harsh corners fade in this liquid caress.

You exposed your heart and I felt the heat of summer in my veins again on the coldest winters night. In the embers on the sand I caught a glimpse of life as the sparks took flight.