I delve
Into it
Salt tang lips
I lick them under the moon
Casting its rippling silver
And toss droplets of light over my back
Into the black
Endless bliss
Swallowing expanse
Lingering
In hushed tones
And trailing fingers
In swirling prayer
That
Cut
Short.
Two burning eyes
Staring at me
From the shore.
From him.
From under the neon glare
Of the lamppost.
I will rip out his throat
With my teeth
For watching me.
