Promises you muttered
near sleep, licking the salt
off her neck - ones you were
supposed to guard, and now
falling through your fingers,
like cold ashes upon a
retreating tide of adieu, shall
all return seeking redemption.

Riding mightier waves, enraged
by a vengeful moon, they will
break upon your reality to
claim the earth from beneath your
feet, throwing you on all fours;
stunning your senses
with a boldness only
broken hearts can offer.

- Sobhan