I lie back on this sea island beach
where you made a castle when you were a boy...
where you maybe kissed a girl when you were a young man...
since then, billions of grains of sand have tossed and turned
like a restless sleeper
but settle in place again on this timeless shore
and maybe one grain
that held your footprint
that one grain
might touch me and cure me of my longing
I wish the broken shells would share all your daydreams
I wish the diatoms would whisper why
and reveal the reason for your constant presence
you have become the riptide of my every though
you have become a lingering shadow
one grain of sand that warmed your back
or that stuck to your toes...
if I could just find that one grain of sand
that tiny world that holds your memory
maybe I would understand
maybe I could give you back to the sea...
