i whispered to the cool night air,
a dream of golden beaches,
the sand collecting in the corners of my eyes—
i whispered that i loved you
and i hoped the wind would carry
my words to you—
across thousands of miles,
across the time,
across the waters,
from which you climb
out to dry
in the golden dust,
the swells of your body heaves
rising and falling, like the waves
like my beating heart
to the cool night air,
from another continent
i whispered
i love you—
because i’m a fool.
for you.