beauty

Sometimes beauty seems a fragile shell

so thin a finger brush

will break the clear still sea

and bleach the coral reefs

vanilla soft serve

melts on a summer boardwalk

I wait beyond your pier

in the cool depth

where I will engulf your beauty

and hold your body trembling in my bay

until the last drop of you smiles

when you see tsunami peaks

dive in the deep water

and I will meet you there

if you plunge far enough

Like a snail milked for purple ink

I inhabit a rocky shell

reflecting my capacity to equal

your pleasure

should we ever admit

how much we want each other

so not with simple precipitation's patter

should you repeat as saddened lovers so often do

better to have loved and lost

because swim to me, I'll give you

such treasure you'll ache you waited

so long to stroke my strata