The waves surged over the rocks
whispered tears to her heart.
How deep this vortex of feeling lay.
He had played a symphony,
the rich tones creating exquisite joy.
His heart and hers as one spray.
To be in this moment,
to walk on the water
and feel the brine of her tears.
She knew the ocean received
the flooding of her notes,
the merging of her despair.
She was the song the ocean composed
and she was the moment of calm
before the storms of the future arose.
He was a memory that had drowned
in the murky waters below.
Just a flash in her ocean of sound.