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The moon looked strange that night. Curved, bent and curled like a newly born fetus, and it has a nose like a hose, and an unwavering eye that seems serpentine. The seahorse moon glowed that night, shining for the lovers on the beach, ready to enter the ocean shores.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Poetry - Words: 122 - Published: 08-27-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3053911
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The ocean tide tickles my feet
It invites me in
To the blue starry deep
I can see the small sparkles in the waves
The galaxies that lie awake
Under my pale frigid body
I dive in, into the milky way
Into the world of starfishes and glowing lanterns
I see the ocean as the little brother to the sky
As I can see on its skin the city lights and
The moon that is waning over the tide
And I can only wish I can see you in the blue
As both of our pallid bony fragile little bodies collide
Into the stars at night
Into the black hue
As I watch you curl like the tail
Of the seahorse moon
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