inextinguishable

the moon leaned and bent it's form over the soft curves of the ocean. translusent blues and opegue whites. the warmth of the sea coveted the balms of my feet. the tide, titillating against the skin. i lade back breathless while the light of the sky danced in my eyes. the waves appetite began to grow. slow at first, rising only a couple of inches toward the shore. until its mass rose as high as the heavens and its rage and passion came down like thunder. it never tired, always devoted with such vaulting ambition. the warm naughty water moved low to high. slow to fast. the water sighed and cryed out to night. it thursted and hungered for the shore each time it leeped at it. the devil may care, i layed in it, letting it carress and consume me. soft and pure, leaving me only to come back and do it over and over and over until it took me with it, back out to sea, under the white of the moon=luna