tsunami

it was winter when we met

and summer when you left

maybe there’s some irony in that,

but i haven’t found it yet.

as soon as our eyes met,

it was nowhere but up from there.

they say what goes up must come down,

the rain lays heavy in the air.

the flicker before a tear escapes.

your breath lives in me now.

in Him

in us.

the tides stole you back.

back to your true home.

and the green waves that swirled round your irises,

now break on the banks of my cheeks

leaving my face green with envy

of the God who gets to stare into your eyes

for the rest of eternity.

I am changed.