Walks on the Beach

The morning after the first time I stayed with you,

We walked along the boardwalk of the beach.

The grey skies of March hung over us.

I paused to take photos of the aquamarine waves caressing the sand and pebbles.

We returned to the lake on a windy day in April.

I took a photo of you looking off into the horizon.

And then I cupped your face in my hands and kissed your lips.

You said that it was like time stood still.

We spent some summer nights there as well.

The humid air would cling to our skin.

The rays of the sun set our faces aglow.

We explored the wooded area of the park and dreamed of our wedding day.

Remember how we shared gelato and danced under the sunset?

I feel drawn to the water, even when you do not accompany me.

I heard that we were sirens together in another life.

In Atlantis, an island that is no more.

How strange that the water still calls for us!

All I know is, we have loved each other in many lives already, and I will love you in the rest of my lives from now on.