written by: Andrea E. Lodge
Firmly grasp my tired hands,
And walk with me on bits of sand.
Shards of mirrors below our feet,
Warm your toes on sun-soaked beach.
Watch the water touch our skin,
Where does the ocean begin?
Leave our imprints to be washed away,
But here is where we’ll forever stay.
Build a castle with me, wide and high,
Scratch our names right by its side.
Don’t get lost now, in the blinding sun,
Our reflections will be here when were are no one.
It’s thought that mirrors hold onto souls,
And we are walking on infinite bits of scrolls.
They capture every move we make,
They’ve done so since the time we became awake.
I see you, as the salt imbues your hair with flavor,
This beach has always been there to do us favors.
We live here but still some hours away,
Sometimes we spend an hour, but we always stay.
Our bodies and words are echoed in these grains,
And will be long after we lose parts of this place from within our brains,
A lifetime is a long time to hold inside your head,
And thoughts push one another around to make room for new thoughts to tread.
But here, in this place, everything is forever,
You were here and I was here before we were here together.
The soles of our feet are sinking into tiny bits of glass,
Uncountable mirrors of the future and the past.
As we walk along the water, I’ll firmly grasp your hand,
As our feet kick up bits and pieces of the mirror in the sand.
Andrea E. Lodge
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