Salient Poem by Archaeus Six

Laying in the sands of such salient need,
We let slip the oceanic,
A want to fortune,
So we bleed.

These shattered hearts in a timeless fire,
Left to whisper as wind,
An unforgiving yearning,
Transient desire.

Most beautiful and pure of heart,
I am misery in growing apart.

Not a moment of peace from this effulgent sun,
To feel atonement,
Be, as unbroken,
By all things left undone.

Memory returns me to the thundering shore,
A smile hidden, ever flowing hair,
Perpetual heaven,
My gift to adore.