Moon Lost Its Balance

We sat aloft an isle dune peering over the ocean, waves mesmerizing our inner turmoil, grainy surf's implosions pulverized ego's scope, whilst voices turned hazy wiping out equilibrium midst broiling sun's psyche washed back with salt water tears, there was no lighthouse to guide a safe harbor nor save disparate crests no words reverberated sound, just the floundering of restlessly gritty emotions that once were blissed horizons before moon lost its balance to relentless torrential currents of neglectful destruction, drowning in ambiguous undertows