Winter Sea

By Nikki Quismondo

The last time I visited
the winter sea,
you and I were together
and part of my world turned into your clouds
the air was cold, but warm lovers we were,
and might have continued to be that way
if I didn't get lost in things like stars
When nature reigned, you and I could laugh together
like a pair of tipsy jewels, but when the moon opens wide,
your dark sea coast doesn't mention us in the soul books
My water finds this voice and wants to pour into your open sky,
but when air and water meet
it is certain to precipitate some tears,
along with silent memories
Our supple waves have trickled into the soft sands,
time is now an incandescent sea mist
of your mysterious, winter sea absence