Bermuda
Reaching,
Always reaching
Glass of crisp still water
Transparent
As the sun kisses
Sweat beads roll onto naked fingers
Slow envelopment
Caressing
Tears
Setting it down
With time
Lukewarm
As Light finds a home
Refracting prisms of color to the floor
Slight finger mist lingers
As cloudy
As her heart
Searching for
Deep velvet’s embrace
Instead.