Swimming In Grief

I long to lie like a sunrise sky upon the sea my flame a tender torch for your gasoline tide freedom fire to burn the brine from my eyes fluid movements our soft inferno in sorbet shades ~m ~e ~l ~t ~i ~n ~g ~ blushed in hush of dawn like fevered lovers my soul a bleeding rose rocked by your rhythm —but the blaze does blister a bliss not consumed a wailing gull slices wild air with sharpened wings she rides a woeful gale labor pains of thunder throb nimbus wombs hornet hive clouds cut by cesarean lightning birth swarms of stinging rains I wander a wind whipped shore of cloudburst gore with an ache for angst and a hate for faith in blue skies plaintive cries break the bones of my widow’s dream exposing my marrow my pledge to the Divine shallow I throw myself on my knees belly-crawling-ripples meet me with a rasp I long to lie like a sunrise sky upon the sea but sorrow creates a sunset tempest and now the sun sits so low I feel the sundown in my soul oh the slouchy sun just sits so low drowsy on the smudged edge of drowning barely above the waterline like my breath sea– I beg you meet me choke me take me by the throat with a kiss salty sweet sweep me out to your blackened deep take me thief my grief in grasp of your riptide’s greed