Salt

The kind of light that takes me to

the beach by my parents' home

The breeze carries salt to my lips

The goal is to reach the sea

Let it take you by the ankles,

the edges of your dress won’t mind

And then, in a way, you’re offshore

Your thoughts floats away from land,

from anchor

Into a new rhythm

You must go with her flow

Drift now, your toes far from below

God, don’t let me forget

This wild feeling, freeing