In darkness I will squeeze
to keep my hold on you.

In light I will bottle
the glint from your eyes.

I will keep it
in my pocket

and know the warmth
is ours.

Over time it will become sand:
an hourglass in which will keep
the deep, ancient secret of the ocean:

love has no boundaries which cannot be breathed


(originally published in White Ash Literary Magazine)

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