The Sweet Taste Of Salt

Sitting on an outcrop of rock

Watching the crashing sea

And you’re covered in waves

They hold your ankles

Telling you you’ll never be alone

In strangely sinister whispers

As they stroke your shores

 

The sun reflects off the water

Blinding you

But you can see all you need to

(That face behind your eyelids)

And you let the rays warm your skin

A slow smile spreading

Across cracked salty lips

 

And you’ll sit here

Until the sea swallows you whole

Later rather than sooner you hope

But the wind is cold

And you’re only wearing sandals

And the sea spray is icy

And it’s holding on to your ankles

 

The waves rock back and forth

And you watch your shadow

As it shifts around you

Following the walk of the sun

As it crosses the sky

Faster than you expect

(But time is meaningless without change)

 

Your hair grows long

Until it falls in your eyes

Sun bleached curls caressing

Your salty skin

And when you lick your lips

All moisture gone

You can taste the sea

 

It is becoming a part of you

The rhythm of the waves

The whisper as they stroke the sand

The clatter of a thousand pebbles

Rolling over and over each other

The icy spray that crashes around you

And the taste of salt

 

The sweet taste of salt

In sea and sky

Skin and hair

Reviews

[Chirpy!]

Intresting how such a powerful and dangerous element can be so relaxing as it slowly eliminates... everything.

[John_Cox]

Wow this is great! It has beautiful dark undertones of aging and struggling with life. Very descriptive and flows easily. Great write thanks for sharing it.