NaPoWriMo - day #10
Shards of glass. Fractured crystal. The light flakes gently and it reminds me of your eyes. But then, so does the ocean. A soft jagged line of foam prolongs the kiss between land and water, between gold and blue. I wade in these waters and reach. Sea glass sand reflects the nape of your neck as we sink deeper into place. I stand knee-deep and humbled by the light in you.