Leucosia

I want to see you naked,

moonlight spilling over

your shoulders, above your breasts.

The skin behind your knees, pale

enough to ebb into the sand, waves

that fan out your hair, a ring of red fire

floating in the water.

When the sun rises, pink and gold,

over Naples, touch the rock face to our backs,

let it rub me raw, ridged

stone between my shoulders, drift

close enough to feel your chest

rise and fall, warm breath in the water.

We'll swim deeper, the ocean mounting

beneath our elbows, salt, cruel against our lips.

Enchant me with your voice, the sound of the sea,

fair legs stretched into the darkness below.

I will kiss your forehead, earlobes,

lips, taste the ocean, seaweed, brackish

on your tongue. Let your singing

slice me open, throw me against the cliffs,
blood pooling in the sunrise.