Your tide

The sea that I bathe in

Sweeps to me in waves

Generated by the gentle play

Of your tide

As I lay dreaming

Tears stain my pillow

While upon awakening

From the far corner of my window

You gaze down upon me

With longing

The mothers call to me

Out of the shadows

Reminding me of all the love

We lost the way to

Somehow

My soul is washed clean

In this tide

As my body rides the waves in sleep

Of remembering

And forgetting