he woke me in the middle of the night with kisses and gentleness, i know you’re really tired but you need to see the moon tonight. it might be the most beautiful i’ve ever seen.
he dressed sleepy me in a sweater and comfy pants, took my hand and led me out into the cool summer midnight. i yawned my way across the tree covered lawn and pebbled driveway to the clearing at the path that took us to the beach.
we stood atop the hill in what seemed like daylight, our shadows clear against the ground. the moon was big and bright and shone its light like iridescence across the waves, the only noise that night.
the ocean looked like mercury [the moonlight shimmering] it moving so fluidly across itself.
we stayed, he held me and my sunburn shivers stilled, i felt his heart at my side as it beat into me and woke me to the innate love we share. this is why we breathe. and maybe this is why the moon rose that night.
and only love.
i flung open all the doors and windows and let the wind rush through the house. our little home we’ve filled with us. i hear traffic, i hear the trees, i hear the sprinkler as water droplets land with gentle splatters on our concrete driveway. i feel the warmth. my skin is so slightly sun kissed, my hair salted and wild. i’m happy.
we’ve been swimming in the ocean morning and night, filling our hearts with the sea and the pleasure she brings. running into the waves with my love, playing with him and watching as his eyes turn the colour of the sea. the very act of diving in, opening my eyes to the underwater, being swayed on the tide – it makes me feel more alive, more connected. more creative and beautiful, meant-to-be and joyful and free.
swimming in the sea seems to me forever a way to draw closer to everything i am and want to be.
we walked along [hand-in-hand] sinking ever so slightly into the spongey, dampened sand. the moon followed us as we walked with it in sight, watching waves steadily unfurl along the length of the beach. we spoke about life and how we truly want to live.
there’s something energetic about watching the moon over the ocean in the morning time. like maybe it’s quietly talking to the tide, telling it come along now, move with me around our mother earth.
maybe it was quietly talking to us, too. telling us to come along and join her on her everchanging but constant moving adventure.
this year will be filled with just that. our constant moving growing love, across our everchanging life as one.
workdays this week started with sweat and vitamin sea. my little AM jaunts to the beach took me further from the sounds of the morning commute and into the white noise of gentle waves and birds’ wings and sand whispering under my feet.
clouds above me
sea below me
i catch my breath on the ebbing of the tide.
love within me
earth surrounds me
the magic of this life settles deep within.
i don’t hear a thing but the beating of my heart,
racing to slow.
i float a while, my mind clears. [it’s never quite a while enough. so i hold these beautiful moments so near.]
the ocean hears my soul. the ocean heals my soul.
and all is right,
with you by my side.
the nights are hardest.
they beat me down in the sweetest dreaming, your face our stories our unreal life played out in my sleep. they haunt me with waking in deep breaths and gasps, slowly coming to. if only it were really you.
the days are hard too, though. the silent murderess, thinking sunlight will blind me from my loneliness, thinking work and busyness will keep my mind at rest.
morning and noon and night you’re on my mind you’re on my heart your burning through my soul, on fire. and the heat takes me [forever] over, and our memories devour me whole.
i keep waiting, i’d wait forever, the stars watching on in blinking steadiness. they wait too.
we all wait together.
we wait for you.
until we’re dreaming side by side or daydreaming in the sunlight. and into day and into night and on and on and on we go, floating into our very near, very pretty, very together kinda forever.