"You're Magic"

Bewitched betwixt blessed and begotten.
She wraps around like a soft silken snake.
Crawling as one does when they forget to stand.
There's a comfort in the sand, the warm then cold,
lapping water onto your skin.
The scent, sea wafted, reflected in those eyes,
I stare.
I stare.
I stare.
Endlessly tangling into oneself, ourselves, then at dawn I find you, sitting still.
How you dare, to reach the way you do when I was running.
Tripped me up to pull me in, to coax me close.
I come.

Searching our magic minds,
your frequency shining through, in that way you do.
Whispering rattles from the tails that shake.
The walls fall down like leaves we rake.
Sun casting spells on silver shells, handfuls of hair and she meets you there.
Mouths touch and it means this much, the way you do.
And we come through because we're meant to.
Moon maidens riding the storms and the clouds rippled like fine feathers we'll fly on.
The ocean howled with echoing waves, she's on her axis, soft thighs giving birth to a new universe that had been settling for quite some time on the hazy morning beach.
Our hands reach into the glittering sea.
Come into me.

09012015

S.M.