Jon Nakapalau

your ebbing love

cast a shadow wave over my heart

still I did not want to leave
your touch always pulled me back

to that lacerating semblance
in harrowing of bloods tide

as one dying of thirst
while ocean waves lull to deeper sleep

till that day
with petrified beat

single ripple with coy fling
into ocean so deep

gale through my hollow chest.