Flood My Heart

Let me float

In a sea of poetry,

Words weaving my hair,

Verses like seawater

Trickling into my heart

And lapping against the shores

Of the eternally hoping arteries;

Let the stars above me

Be knots tied of love

By hands calloused

By the gentle roughness of hope

As they turn over and over

A shard of glass

Until it’s edges smooth;

Let a single tear fall

From the corner of my eye,

Shattering the smooth surface of sea

Into shards I’ll scoop up

With calloused hands

And tuck into my heart,

Braid into my hair,

Mold with my palms;

Let the sea

Flood my heart.