with the last memories of you
standing alone watching me die, entertained by your own solidarity.
I remember the way my skin leapt when hungry fingers mocked
me into submission, staining my cheek with your casualness.
I died a thousand deaths, murdered by your kisses.
The steady rythm of your tide wore constantly at my uniqueness,
Suplicating me, singing melodies sensual beyond any mortal refrain
Until I was no longer obscured.
Your eyes beccon me from the deep blue of the ocean,
draw me out from my watery grave once more
until I am emersed completely in your seas.
My lips reached for yours
A year away
And faltered...
I dream of you and wake trembling, clinging to your energy.
