Moon And Sea Collaborating

Each pulls the tide in two sockets Where moon and sea hang like lockets One friction between two wading bodies — The pale head of moon, on cue with sea The gentler anesthetic of the glass ~Within her encumbered salty past ~ Their flashing eyes in both windswept Water is who they reflect A wavelength's shoulder muscling by — The catch of forever swimming light It feels every night — The morning tears upon us soon, Eyes on the sea, it's been moved.