Poetry

Sonnet

My jewelry box brims with lustrous pearls
from all the people I have loved to be
a part of, and am now leagues away from
reaching out to touch, reaching into, just
to feel as lustrous and coveted as
black necklaces at black dress occasions.
Remember when you gave me that trinket
because you knew I would appreciate
how much it meant to you. I did keep the
sparkle in your eye a secret. You told
me to wear it so we could be closer.
There I was listening for your voice in
the sound of the waves trapped inside the sea
shell memento, embraced by love’s echo.

by SuniD