Midnight air and moonlit glow.
Lapping shores, but not a tow.
Looking up and sinking down.
In starry light I’d like to drown.
As iridescent luminescence
sparkle round my fingertips,
upon my lips, an angel’s kiss,
in swirling breeze and salted mist.
Our silhouette’s like starry dreams.
Our eclipsed glow cast out in beams.
Beneath these sacred mountaintops
of untouched grace, our burning thoughts
have turned to tangled hearts and limbs,
entwined in light and salted skin.
Though flesh and bone may cease to be,
we’ll always have this moonlit sea.