October 4, 2009

sea-chel.

and i was lost out at sea.
floating about

the waves laughed.
and my boat was surely goin' to sink.

rupture of sunlight was only a mere notion of the mind.

i arrived at shore.
and found you.

you fit in the palm of my hand.

i fit in your heart.

your breath was soft,
and sweet.

you were small,
and beautiful.

and i told myself this was it.
and i stared at your perpetual beauty.

and contemplated my surroundings.

it's funny how a beach full of seashells can make you think anything is possible.

but i found this one chel,

and i know everything is possible.