hands.

i felt you underneath.
your cracks growing,
separating into wounds.
crimson flow,
no kiss could mend.
i felt it hard.
like bricks on bricks,
five hundred and one
sitting on my heart.

i felt the tear.
shadows slipping,
seeping through.
i felt it sweetly.
passing over bones,
bare, in solitude
seeking new salt.

i felt your storm.

my ship waits.


i felt your hand.
the inches between
like oceans.

breathless,

we found shore.