See me,
see in me,
see the sea in me,

see in me motion moving,
from an outstretched ocean,
returning, movements manoeuvring;

the sea in me, seeping,
seeping out of me,
sweeping over you,

over us now,

not just me now,
not just you and me now,

us now, us two now, too.

The sea and shore,
and the sea wants more.

See me,
see the sea in me,
see how much more we can be;

you; the shore and me; the sea
coming in, coming home,

see more in us now, today,
here together, (forget forever).

See the sea seeping over shore
sinking deep between
the cuts and curves

see in us more than before.

See me, this sea
that sees you, me, us,

these waves that sweep you, me us,

concerning, caressing
this current connection

coming in closer, (and breathe)
pulling out gently (and breathe)
coming back deeper (and we breathe).

See us taking major meanings
from these minor movements,
taking time for the tides that bind us;
bare bodies, on this beach, that wash over us;

me; the sea and you;
the shore, now sure

now each wanting more and more of more.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly