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As I lay down, the amber sunset peeks over purple clouds, but I pay no attention. My eyes don't see the green of the hill or the golden waves that cover it. Never did they stray to the sky to see the stars come out. I only saw the beaches that surround the sea as the ocean stared back at me. I heard no birds, but the roar of the water as it sang through ruby red lips. A song that surrounded and lifted, that took us away from our turmoil and differences. It was a song that lingered, even after the water had receded and took my heart with it.

Ebbing and flowing, her voice swallowed me into an ecstacy of crescendos and lyrical pirouettes. The waves of the melody caressing my face and stealing the wind to where I could no longer breathe on my own. I could only exhale with the rests as I drowned in poetic bliss. No longer did I need air while she sang, all I needed was her voice to keep me afloat.

I gave her my spirit so she could sing without labor. I couldn't speak for I no longer breathed nor did I possess to words to thoughts to mind. How can a man explain how much he can love, when only his clothes would stay with him. Breathless and speechless, A man can reach out for his love only to grab the salt of the wave that washes his life out to sea. Left alone and vulnerable, the man raises himself to his knees because he lacks the will to stand. Tears, sweat, and brine can no longer be distinguished on his face; On my face. The sea drifted out as she took it all away.

The grass beside me is empty as dawn breaks in a lilac blossum. Before this, a figure layed next to me; lifeless and frail, but still fair and cunning. Often times I look back and wish we had never left that field and that long embrace, because I swore I needed nothing else. Still, there are times that I can look back and smile. Memories of melodies parade through my head leaving me either without words or without breath. I can hardly tell the difference anymore.