Seduction at the Pier

As I move the ocean
moves.
When I stop

it rises, seizing
a chance to bellow,


You must be close!


Unflinching I listen.


Lean! You must lean
to see me!


I bow across the rail.


Now hear me warble!

In your distance I sleep.

You stroll, hardly aware.
Were you?

But of ANYONE
I contain multitudes! The Sea!

My towering body!
My undulating heart!

And these shifting bottoms!
Countless secret chambers-
untold plots sunken!



I contemplate
a wave.

Then rise and turn away.

A lapping whisper
arrests my ear:



And this endless mouth...
These smoothest curves...
All arching up to you,
the dry and watching...