The Lighthouse Man

Oh, how time has aged
this house, this sand, this shore,
and my skin.
But you are timeless, love
A picture framed
on the table placed
it calms my fear
but you’re just a ghost
that haunts me here.
I drive the coast most everyday
I search the rocks, the swell,
the sea they look the same.
For you are timeless, love.
I’ve been lost for years,
consumed with fear,
I beg of you;
return to me.
Now I pace the beach,
I guard the breaks,
and protect the sea.
I walk for miles,
as I have for years.
I’m tired now,
I release my fear.
I wade into the waves
Let the tide pull me out
Let the currents have their way
A ghost like a dream
Like the tear of a seam of your eye.
As i lose sight of shore
surrender me to the ocean floor.
And I’ll see you soon.