sleepcross

i took to you like the seas and your waves let me in these waters move, dearest; i do noti feel like an oil slick to you, livid in the night-lights and vindictive to the bluei am buoyant in your eyes but i sink at your hand the seaweed caught around my wrist and i am trapped in your lighti am nothing but a drought taking and taking all in my reach but never returning my loveyou; a siren, and i; an oil slick i take more than i give and you'd be right to wash me out with the dawnas the sun sinks beneath you and my eyes flash shut i hope you'll see me again someday at high tide