cinque terre 2019
i reply to you
if you’ve taken root
how lucky i am to weep
at trees so madly
you gave a flower
one morning
in the plum yard
it was November
i carried it with me
into December
our feet
floating on the sea
in January
winds whispering for transparency
how surprisingly sharp seaweed can be
when it’s searching for certainty
now s|he gives it
perhaps that's how
love can lay
reciprocally
some endless waltz
between
(you
me
&
the
sea)
-n.nigro 2019