seaglass.

colors faded
from the salty sea of my love 
for you and only you
will that glass be clear again
green and blue
as the grass and sky 
that frame our world 
sharp edges smoothed
from the time spent together
spinning stories
of two kids we used to know 
white and amber 
like the flames of hope 
that keep us warm 
perfection made for me and you 
glass bottles broken 
and scattered across the world 
this old sea glass to me is more precious
than any diamond or pearl
the broken shards
that turned into love
and hold us together
with their perfect cracks 
they bridge the gap
with imperfect beauty 
that never fails
to ever stun me.