missing you

under water
you open your eyes
to the soft green
depths
of ocean, to
the shadows of fish
and legs
the shells
and sea glass
all rolling
contentedly
on the cool sand
bottom
where your feet
bounce
as you come
up for air
and sun, and blue.
the ocean
pulls you to its
center
as if wanting
you, wanting
your essence,
to hold
you in its
dangerous arms
awhile longer,
missing
you more each
time.