Nights like this
make me want to drown in you
to feel your surging body
flooding over me as the tides
rising and crushing down
to **** in your salt
and scorch my lungs
hot and wet
raging and rocking me about
I plunge into your ocean
lost, blind and blurred
sinking like a stone
floating like a feather
gently rocking in your darkest depth
on muffled, distant thunders
conceding
to the frailness of oblivion
wrecked
from the calm of this abyss I am
sung
like foam onto your shores
Had our first storm of the season the night before