[ the rustle of your hair, like moonlight ]

the rustle of your hair, like moonlight
winks at me from underneath;
your lashes
beauty pools in the wells of your eyes
as i fall into you
relinquishing control on this ride
i'll never be strapped in
how can the ocean torrent not phase me now?
as it laps at my heels
and running into a faint sealocked spray
i wonder
how i'll ever come to feel
a comfort in your arms