At Last
A shell
polished by water and sand
bleached white, when lifted
allows sunlight to pass.
a hole shows the place
where the resident left.
lips touching the sides
the cold water stings
as you breathe in, then
whisper your secret
that becomes a silent breeze
between us.
the shell, now void
skips across the waves
then rests
surrendering a gift,
this memory.