sifted through the library of the last ten years
and there hasn't I don't suppose been a moment we can hold as close
as the night that we kicked off our clothes and swam in the salt
I wish a deep and early grave to the collection of moments I caved
whether they were minute or massive waves
as I lay in the bed we made
swallowed whole
soon we'll leave this place for not a
full stop but parenthesis
the most lovely of life sentences
all I wanted was to mention this
you're here in my heart
