the way the water flew through our lungs
and bled through the cracks in our skin.
the sea touched my eyes and you were white
with effervescent foam, curdling between lashes,
phosphorescent silvers pooling over stark blues
the shaded cold mixed with the rainbowed salt
over baptized shells.
we breathed out our abtruse mist to cry over esoteric crashes of thunder.
you are an acrobat, my prideful tide.
your steel waters cleanse the melancholy mud
through my eyes
and glassy waves wash, twisting and curling,
releasing through our petrichor.
im sorry that i sought you.
your poisonous solace was my shield.