tides of battle

Is this where it's at?
Where the sand meets the water?
Refreshing and mesmerizing
Cold to the touch.

My bony fingers grasp the earth.

I settle down beside the waves.
the citrus are is well behaved
though this is far from home
I named it once before,
now though, i can't recall.

Who puts a name on comfort,
to see through it all?

light flows and mingles like lovers dance
in loft, in life, fitting like puzzles, just right.

Some nights I can't see though it all,
the murky water clouding vision, making me stall.

but then i think of you.

This is a battle field.

This is a battle field.

Crawling through the sand from tide
just to see you.

Crawling and scraping thees finger tips.
skin tearing just for your kiss.

the bullet.

that sinks deep in my heart.

I am in the state of knowing,
with out you I'd be torn apart.

Though those words are your gun,
the bullet again i see in my heart.

nothing could change this battle of love.

nothing could bring me to say I'm done.

Wounded I am a soldier of our love.