The Sea and Me

The erotic suicide of a torn woman

walking naked down to the shore
i felt the wind on my skin begging for more
i haven't felt the same since you walked
out that door

the soft sand massaged my naked form
and the clouds rolled in and then began the storm

in water that was black as night
i went down under out of sight
into the depths where there is no light

water rushed in and went so deep
my thoughts of you i couldn't keep

i thought of our love making
and how i let you in and suddenly
my body arched with the orgasm
and i breathed the water in

they told you were they had found me
you didn't seem too surprised you knew
that was the way i would have wanted to die