Oceans

--water sloshing--

There are oceans between us.

Space, time, mind: they separate.

--collide--

Slamming me backwards, toes curling against the sand.

Waiting for your signal, wanting you to

--waves crashing--

want me.

Crumbling

--the water erodes me--

into dust as I stare into this ocean

that divides.

Just say the word

--bubbles escape my mouth--

and I will swim

--waterlogged lungs--

all the way to you.

--already underwater--