JilMare

You've left me
My heart it has cracks, quite many, not only from you
it has collected them over many years

A salt crust sticks these cracks
when it rains it begins to soften and everything threatens to collapse

so far the sun always came before her, which strengthens the tender skin again and makes the heart, the crystals, sparkle in the warming rays


dark clouds are raised, the sky hangs low

I lie in the sand, tired, at the end of my strength
my right cheek is heavy in the sand, I can't open my eyes
I'm wearing a light cotton dress that slipped up to my thighs and slowly absorbs the moisture, but I don't care, no matter what, no matter < br />
I surrender, surrender, wait for the rain that will soften and decompose everything

With last force I lift the eyelids, a little only
My left hand I see lying in the sand, listlessly I push a groove with my index finger into the slightly damp sand and the grains of sand in front of me
they sparkle easily in diffuse light
Each of them is different and they refract the light in different directions
Is not every one of them incomparable and beautiful ?

Now I feel the water on my feet, I smell it - the sea !
Gently the foamy delicate spray washes around my feet, the salt - it crawls up in my nose

With all my strength I draw the air into my nose and deep into the lungs
It fills me, the sea air
-Sea salt and light, very delicate sweet algae smell flood me and I take it up like a thirsty person the first sip of water

The sea, it lies before me, in infinite vastness
This infinity is comforting

The dark fog is clearing

I pull my upper body through the sand, with a view towards the sea
Yes, there it is - light gray-blue with the hint of sunlight
Light, bright incense mist rises and rises up to the sky, a seagull pulls its path, my head is suddenly very clear

Delicate flower smell blows from the land and pervades the incense mist that clears
The sun comes slowly through and light floods the horizon

I can feel and smell them, the tender warmth, warm skin, the warm sand, the incense mist that lights up, the bright flowers of the land, the sea and the algae and see them, the shells in the sand

and I know
everything will be fine

Sometime

Light blue horizon, dark blue sea.

It is quiet, only a few small choppy waves break on the white boat and make it swing sluggishly.
The sun, which wants to go down soon, throws soft glittering light reflections on the water.

Cozy, it feels really chilly lying next to you.

Your skin emits a smell of salt, of sea salt, my Captain.
I cuddle up to you a little more and close my eyes slightly. Through my wine glass, on which small drops of water form, I observe the sun which tints the sky slightly orange.

You take my tanned arm on which the bright hairs shine in the sunlight and smell it.
Yeah, I know what you're gonna say. What you always say when you do that, "You smell like the sun," and I smile.
But I know better, but I won't tell you.
Now I also take a deep breath of the beautiful scent from my crook of my arm.
It smells familiar like a warm hug. A mixture of the light blossom honey that my grandma always had in summer, a bouquet of white elegant blossoms in full splendour, exotic frangipani with its sweet aroma and a hint of sun cream...I love to smell it - smell it - smell it - smell it like sun for you.

My white dress also smells slightly of this beautiful, elegant flower sun cream scent and the wool white blanket on my feet will also smell of it when I put it on later when it gets cooler.
Everything will smell of sun, only you my captain, you will continue to smell of sea.

Sun and sea