Salt Time

by Marie Cloutier

After To His Coy Mistress, by Andrew Marvel

"Had we but world enough and time..."

Image credit: Aleks Dahlberg on Unsplash

Your love, your tides, I had

no choice save the choice we

made- your force, my feet. But

you drew me too far, the world

made dark, made green, salt enough

to fill my lungs, fill my hair and

your wants. Your waves, too strong, too deep, no time.

***

Marie Cloutier

Marie Cloutier (she/her) is a writer and poet. Her work has appeared in Bending Genres, Bare Back Magazine, Neologism Poetry Review and elsewhere. She is at work on a memoir. Her website is www.mariecloutier.com.