Poetry Day: Rogue Wave

Rogue Wave

out of nowhere

he knocked me off my feet 

and pulled me under

deep into his world

i never struggled-

happy to drown

in all that surrounded me 

i traded air for water

and separated from the world i knew

floating in filtered light

Rocking with the current 

until much later

When he was done 

and took me up again

To lay me on the sand

where I stared at the sun

and let it burn me 

until I hurt everywhere

inside and out

he was my rogue wave

there and gone

as if he’d never been at all

somewhere below

on the side of a shipwreck

i etched my name

in the soft wood

with a broken shell

proof that i was there too