Oyster girl

Skin raw from sea saltlight blazes merciless stings groovesbones heavy: salt heavy moon heavy:mind on overload whirling with the twistof life’s congruence.I wait to split wide like the oystersshrunk with your acidtart and bitter sweet,the salt contracting muscletill I drown in moon’s tide.I keep waitingmorphing into sandstemming pride :I was for you a beautiful asideyou were for me the pivot of my lifeI keep waitingfor the crashto suck me under.