Moozpace

Lilac Sea

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.