white sand

"white sand"

walking on the beach
caressing your hands in the glow of the moon
it's funny
how you seem to shiver when the waves
crash on the shore.

i throw a stick into the black and silver
water, and you laugh
thoughtlessly, quietly.
you touch the small of my back so
lightly that i don't notice.

i wish you knew,
wish i could tell you that i had better intentions
you're like porcelain, carved and perfect.
china

white

modern art, all alone.

i want to lay you down. fill your veins and heart
with white sand
send you off to sea-

so you remain a sunken effigy.