Leak.

Whenever I go to the ocean
It feels as if
I am returning

We will walk on unfamiliar roads
And kick up the sand and disturb the ants
Until I remove my shoes
And wince at the stones underfoot
When I no longer know the way home

Then fall to silence as we compose in our heads
And let our minds drift to each other
That is where my feet will rest
As I face you
And kiss your salty lips