it was here that I fell in love
trapped in the salty waves, burning my skin with the most gentle touch
ripples that altered images dancing in my vision
from an emerald sea to the clearest blue sky
white-sand beaches that embraced me lovingly
yet played with and used me.
it was only in a second that a storm appeared
in the moments following my surrender to the ocean’s calling
how a fool I was, blind to the warnings that came my way
I found paradise grazing my hands
only to be ripped away as I went to brand it with my name.
the next morning I found myself washed up, disorientated on an unfamiliar shore
And memories of the whirlpools that consumed me—
not even 24 hours ago—
threatened to drown me yet again.
Now I’ve returned to the place where I both rose and fell
I stand in the familiar sand, bearing a face unchanged
other than eyes that reminisce of times long ago
when one whose heart was naive stood here,
unaware of what was coming to lay its mark on her soul.