Meet me at dusk by the shore
Through lips dripping in salt water
We will whisper wet words
You can try and break the surface
I can try and glisten blurred eyes
We can sway against white waves
Or rock against darkening stone
Before the sky grows and you
Take me back to your grey cave
Where I’ll come staggering and pulling
The seaweed from my body
And you brush the sand from your eyelashes
We can swim
You can wash me slowly
In that rhythmic salinity
I can gasp for air
But I hope you will drown me
So we can wash up for the dawn
I will meet you where you leave me
On the shore