The Seashell You Brought Back

When the night arrives, and it’s dark

Outside, I turned and look at the seashell

You once brought back for me.

The lines around the seashell’s body

Curve gracefully, as the wrinkles next

To your smile once did too.

The room is filled with their oceanic

Presence, and when I close my eyes

I can see the beaches we went to.

Once, some time ago, too long ago,

  Your body rolled in the sand and the

Seashells around us danced with you.

When the night arrives, and the silence

Sets, I look at the seashells and think

You and the sun are hiding,

one more time.