I feel the grey turning. I bleed. As the moon waxes and wanes I roll in a sea of green. Luminescence. The warp and weft of fish. And underneath. Underneath. A watery moon. And the sush of tides upon the sand. The tender arms of the sea. And I dream about when we used to fuck. The push and roll of love in the dark. The tender sighs. The tangled sheets. And the sea sings. Sings through the deep leagues. And I feel my legs turn to silky scales. Feel my hair come unbound. Feel the salt on my tongue. The stars on my skin. Feel my arms reach, reach. To pull you under. Until you breath me. And you drown.