Sea, Won't You Swallow Me Whole?

I'm in love if you can't tell! I am quite the romantic, I'd like to think

Sea, Won’t You Swallow Me Whole?


When we die is when our bodies go cold
I buried my first boy with warm hands and pink lips
He was the only corpse I have ever seen with life in his eye
Because in his hair were my kisses
And on those pale lips were his soft declarations of love
But I could not be sad
No, for he never belonged to me, nor I to him
When I buried him
The worms began to eat at the same heart that once pumped for me
And he fermented into the earth’s soil
Over his body grew a tree
The tree sang to me as the wind danced through its branches
The leaves would say to me, “I love you”
For the tree grew out of his– our love.
And was therefore, a manifestation of his soul and desires
Could a tree ever belong to a flimsy girl like me?
A silly question
So as he did, I will return to earth
And we can sing endless hums and our bodies as instruments
We will then belong to each other
So once I jump into the violent thrashes of waves in a great sea
The fish will too eat at my heart
I will not ferment
But I will rot into the water
And I will evaporate into a bursting cloud–
So, my love, I will let your branches grow evermore!