is it wrong to
dream of us near
the beach
all toes in cold sand
hearts bare, vulnerable
skies nearly succumbing
to unfathomable night

is it wrong to
dream of us near
the beach
staring at the waters
with our minds still lost
in each other’s thoughts

is it wrong to
dream of us near
the beach
with skies in orange hue
we whisper a few things
that do not normally escape
from our fearful selves

is it wrong to
dream of us near
the beach
as we let out screams
of how joyously sad we are
to have our fates entangled
in a beauteous sunset

is it wrong to
dream of you here
beside me
at this lonesome beach
where i no longer drowned
because you taught me
how hard it is not to breathe.