I feel it's breath
Work it's way through me
Swaying veins that've been barren
Ever since a bone-breaking chill
Of a long forgotten Moorish night
Placed a suffocating bead in my ventricles.
Your breath tugs and pulls on the bead,
As the sun enflames the sand beneath my feet.
I feel it's grasp release
Aliding it's way out of my heart, and,
Into cupped hands.
I see the blue tinge of my life
Flow through, down my arms
To my fingertips
Breaking out of the skin as tiny
Red beads.
Countless beads gather
In my hands.
There's only a frame of a body
and bloodless veins,
Until not even that is left.
And with your breath
You mould the beads, my beads,
Into a necklace caught
In the high tide
As I drift away in the waves.