in moonlight i feel blue (a collection of creative writing).

2.

i

memorize the curves of her

spine,

the dips of her bones, the depths of her love

i

listen when she chirps, search for the

sweep of her plume

i

wade into waters

unknown,

thrash blind for her shore, flail

for her horizons

.

she is my lifeguard

the only beacon flaring in the night

and i ask

myself

(when will my lighthouse fade?)