Sailor's Song

You and I are but the wind's sigh. The break of the ocean against this beach is your lips' murmur in the night. You have opened my throat to feel the soft pattering of infants and see the shine of a distant moon, but you have not seen the evergreen trees trembling beneath my collarbone or the waterfall spilling from my knees. You have not seen the silent nuns that pass along the ridges of my spine or the hungry crows lined round my heart. You listen to my breathing in this lightless dawn and hear the break of waves off a lighthouse shore. I wake to find your hands have the calluses of a sailor too long away --