Footprints in the sand 

She looked into 
the waters roar 
and waited for 
its passion 
its sweep
its deliverance.

Unfurling her soul for him to lie
he cleanses his heart within her sky

for yesterday and songs unsung
he lights then kisses her marathon

drinks her words then dares to hide
within the whispers of this suicide

stroking the fear from wounded eyes
erasing thoughts from the rivers cries

wrapping her gently within his cloak
he blesses her being then gives her hope

and the tide paused 
to take in her beauty 
preserving 
footprints in the sand 
in order that she may find 
a return path.