A man seeks to keep his love

under an arm’s distance

a gun shot’s trajectory

invisible line

across an isolating barren sea–

beauty–

as a man is wont to do

protect his own

by killing the barriers out there–

outside

without opening, closed bloom.

And the man that would capture me so,

would eat me bleeding

as he shot the waves away,

reaching our limits only he sees out there,

across the divide,

but I see between us,

passing over like summer

between us—

not knowing we’re gone

til the sun set.