Farther and father into the sea the tide is slowly ebbing me
Scales scratch against my knees a color flashes teasing me what kind of fish would show itself so easily?
a hint of lilac crosses my vision as though swimming through space and time without any rhyme
slowly I am pulled into the water as I scream... nothingness fills my lung nothing...nothing indeed
my thoughts are racing my vision blurs what a way to die drowning without water
as I blank out a figure swims in front of me smiling sweetly my last tingling sensation of soft lips upon mine.
You will be mine next time.