desolate, raging waves,
breathe in and out,
like a philippic of breaking glass.

fragmented pieces of water,
sharp and hostile; a parallelism of one's own swain.

“I could drown with you,”
I uttered, “I could fade away like these waves soon will.”

you kissed like a starving child,
you kissed like it was your last.

heated bodies,
malnourished, swollen tongues,
begging hands, digging nails.

the performance of hungry ***,
the dance of darkling seas.

evanescent, like the two of us,

we began to understand the fulminate of storms.