Bird of the Ocean, Fish of the Air
Feet undressed, I wander the sandy shorelines,
rendered senseless by a silent breeze and a still bliss,
divorcing mind from body, swaying to that dangerous rhythm
as earth marries wind marries water marries skin.
I taste the salted caress that once lapped at my feet
and now fills my lungs as the white mantle comes crashing,
breathless, timeless as we dance in a familiar fatal plunge,
down into that deep and true, that twisting regal blue.
Bird of the ocean, come fly with me again;
Fish of the air, come harmonize your silvery figure to mine,
a soft song in the pale glow of an eternal midnight,
senseless, blind but to the feeling of your touch.