Beneath the sea.

a soft and smoky wave across my face
to shadow soulless windows from the sun,
the raindrops patter pale skin unlaced
from scornful judgement at what I've become,
soft warming breeze between my unwashed hairs
so long abused by bitter raging gales,
a gentle snowflake rests my endless stare
beneath its tender touch so soft and frail,
my salted eyes now soothe against this flood
of rushing tides that coat me night and day,
to cool the frenzied boiling in my blood
and quench my fear until my drowning day,
for sink or swim I bathe with lips apart
to say I do within your ocean heart.