snow on the beach

 i realize it in the beach

 that not all sand has glass hidden under its grain

 that the oceans crash is not violent

 but desperate, happy to come home again

 sad to be dragged away

 i realize it in the snow

 my legs spread in a snow angel

 the stretch bites my thighs like a kiss

 that not all pain is painful

 that some cold is unbearably hot

 ill realize it whenever i see you again, i hope

 that writing poems and singing songs

 will never rewrite the story

 reorchestrate the fate 

 of sand laying on the beach

 waiting to be taken back to the sea

 snow waiting under my feet

 to come back to the sky 

 id like to think

 you're the sand 

 and in the snow

 but you never knew me well enough

 to give me a new name to know

 but fuck, i felt you

 like sand feels the ocean

 coursing on its skin