Salt Water
The
cure for anything is salt water -
sweat, tears, or the sea. ~Isak Dinesen
They
who by their destiny would be lovers
Are advised a course of salt water -
Her
hand, finding his;
Darkened beach, jeweled velvet sky.
Entering the ocean -
Gently floating.
His
arms, holding her close;
Darkened room, heavy with scent.
Entering each other -
Gently sweating.
Their
lives, compelled apart;
Darkened world, as the end of everything.
Entering separate voids -
Gently crying.
Delilah, March 24, 1998
