Gin at night In seaside shelters Through sheets of blue-grey drizzle There's gentle murmurs. .. .. She's wearing pearl And shells in place of ribbons Illuminating What is otherwise Hidden... .. .. No one warned me Or even tried. .. .. .. .. Tentacles and ocean Debris. a tender language purring 'set me free'. And I watch her dance in the utter absence of all .. .. Light .. .. She's turning Circles, sea waltzing in Delight A life of bitter Memories She wants to leave behind .. .. And so we swim with hands entwined. .. .. And so we swim to leave behind And so she swims to leave behind And so she swims I'm left behind .. .. We swim to leave behind