the moon and the sea

she will see someday,

kill sadness and marry the Sea,

darling spastic Wind and crying gulls the only witnesses.

never sure of Her intentions, she’ll trust all the same

till death do us part

no woman has ever hurt her

no man has ever tried

she will know peace and joy,

no more salt water tears

through sickness and through health

no more blinded eyes

together they might travel the world

find God at the edge

for richer or for poorer

peel her soul until the moon can shine