~ “…all souls come to be born because of water…” ~
remember when there was a fire at the foot of the ladder?
when we slept blanketed in flames. just side by side, my head
on your shoulder was enough, was all that would ever be
between us, between our hearts and this ocean forest where we run
to escape burning alive, so many paths diverging, the water
so deep. we cannot help but stay
mostly apart – it is always accidental when we meet: swimming close
without touching, looking at each other only in the middle of the night.
Beautiful, perhaps we only ever meet in the “middle of the night.”