Emily Winters                                                                                                             

Footprints in the Sand

Can you feel my life-lines

When I throw the rope

Cast myself aside

And strive to be consumed?

Would you be my love-life

And love life

If I give myself to the sea

And would you allow yourself

To be swept away with me?

Will you step off of the ledge

And stutter suspended in mid-air

Face to face with fairy floss clouds

And pink and blue racing stripes

Painted through the sky

And would you trust me to catch you

Before you fall

Into the devouring jaws of the whale

In between the rancid teeth

Of eternal sleep

And immortal travels down winding throats

And retched streets?

Can you hold my hand

In the night

And hold my body

When chills make me numb

And dreams cause my mind to-

Will you be my friend?

My will o’ the wisp when

The dead moon bites?

Could you shelter my soul

As my heart cries to embrace yours

And will you

Be mine

Until the days grow wizened

And the nights are born once again

And when there is nothing left but you

And me

And footprints in the sand.