Adrift

I know I have come far away,
Here the sea wrestles each day,
Against the pulp of morn,
And I with it,
Toss and turn,
Upon the garish foams,
Abandoned.

Your memory; akin to the skin of the sand I shape
Each night within me,
Lies awake,
Staring at the stars,
At the infinite expanse of the void,
Proverbially silent.

You shipwrecked beauty!
The oasis of my existence
Halts no more upon your oceans,
Chained to tempests,
No longer I stand a witness,
To your countless odysseys,
And weep moonlight,
Under crystal skies.

I stay here, nestled upon the edge
Of an arrival,
Torn between love and reason,
Life and loss,
Fingers entwined,
Heart uncrossed.