Dirge of Sea

I thought I saw the meaning of peace in your smile
And your expression, which held the movement of waters
Three-thousand strong and marred with currents
Of equal measure battle and times sublime.

The play of curves on a seaborn face,
Described by the change of the breeze
And the stretch of moonglade,
Like the one at the beach
Closest to where your footprints lay,

Were many times our banner and bearings.
Setting mired mouths straight and gay,
A veritable sunfish in the midst of a cloudburst,
Eyes of precious coral flaring

When spotting one of your fellow guppies.
Your smile brought a friend, that miracle that your scales do, when they catch the day glow become like scintillas, and you, their Pleiades.

And when even your face was cast down,
When your cloud-kissed enchanted ribbons
Were weighed by the doldrums of terra firma,
And your heartstrings dragged like chains behind you on the ground,

Was when everyone became an Atlas
And with interwoven hands spiraling
In all the crags and valleys of the Earth
Would heft their arms into the sky,
And threatened the world's axis

For they would all bear the weight of the world,
Bind all four corners in their grasps,
To turn those weary corners of a mouth
Into the dazzling smile of their favorite girl.

Your smile held the world,
the scent of petrichor in a desert,
Halcyon days taken for granted,
Self reflections in a pearl,

Mirroring ourselves ascending,
In a smile light as foam on spoondrift,
In a smile that held the weight of infinity and foreverness,
When saudade forms where grief has ended.