Near the shoreline, where furious waves
met the sand, a red crab – with a strong claw
gripped to rocks, observed attentively
your hand reach out to me.
Not long ago — I watched from beside you,
how oceanic waves moistened you with flirts
by splashing your toes with salt
to later titillate a chuckle out of you.
Immediately, I felt how the intense sun
heated me with jealousy and how
the seagulls swirled in circles above my head
as if mocking me with every tide
that kissed your skin.
I remember, the blue skies – getting clouded
like your eyes, irradiated fewer rays of ecstasy
every time your legs submerged deeper and deeper
into the ocean’s lascivious provocations,
And how the wrecked-boats – crashed amongst
the shoreline’s rock, creaked loud warnings
to those sailing far down into the high waves,
Yet no matter how loud the boats creaked,
your hips continued waddling through tides
as if trying to ebb into a fading sun,
leaving me stranded on the sand
It was then that a frustrated wind – with a gust of rain,
slapped your face. Your expression, troubled and
in fear, looked back at the shore as if trying to find me,
but torrents of tears angered the ocean.
Waves rose past your hair like a tsunami trying to drown you
and keep you with its strength, that’s when your hand –
extended to the sky as pleading for mercy,
remembered me: the long walks along the shoreline,
where I protected you from the sun, from the rain
by just holding my hand.
At that moment, a red crab – with a strong claw
gripped to giant rocks, observed attentively your hand reach out to me
as your fingers drowned slowly in the ocean of your own regrets,
to then with its other claw, grip tighter to the giant rocks.
Written by: Lucero L.
