Tide Pool
Let’s lay in a tide pool you and I,
with the sun all day on our backs.

To feel the surge wash the shells up
and then drag them beneath us
will be like hundreds of tiny fingers
massaging away our worries
and putting them out to sea.

Let not even words come between us
to interrupt our conversation.
Like ‘strangers in a strange land’ ,
this water ceremony will allow us to grok one another in perfect fullness.

Become my water brother on the shore,
at rest between the extremes
of crashing surf and barren sand.
We’ll watch the sun as it westers
and extinguishes itself in the gulf.

You’ll not have to ask for me to rub ointment on your too warm skin,

I’ll cherish the act as this growing closer continues through the night.
In the morning there’ll be a new pool
to soothe your tender back.

So then let’s lay in a tide pool you and I, with the sun all day on our face.