Reef

There is a shoal in my lungs that catches 

my breath every time you walk into the room

Sometimes made of coral, craggy, easily 

snagging my attention to the watery 

waves of your silk. Other times it is 

rocky, bursting asunder the hull of my heart

so I drown in your presence.

And when your stormy winds blow, though

my ears fill with foreboding my eyes rejoice 

for the coming aftermath of honeyed calm.

MDC

Dec 2020