bunin

there is an ocean
within you.
dark waters,
dark eyes,
mischievous,
wise,
fathomless

they left me,
used
and wanted,
unwanted,
a bottle tossed to sea…
a message writ in spit, in sweat,
of groans and exultations.

now tossed like flotsam,
seeking eddies and way back
to your dark waters,
craving
a salty kiss.