Crossing Water

I saw you crossing the water today, that part of the beach where it’s deep. Seeing you. You are a child again. Memories of summers in the gold lit kissed beaches of France. You raise your shorts to show knees. And I smile. Like the moment when you first opened the door welcoming me into your life, you made me laugh…and it scared me, how quickly and easily, it was to grow in love with you. I love you. My beloved. I will always remember, you crossing the water, coming toward me. And me, waiting to receive.

El Cuco, El Salvador