Moon-Driven Sea

Fields of view
They languish and stray
Fray at the end
In visceral ways
Vivid reflections
I see myself in your eyes
Caught in the moment
I mimic your stride
Again and again, I'm caught in the sway
Again and again, in the moon-driven sea

These tides of swelling glances
Shatter me to pieces
Embody the world, subvert myself
Then what of me is even left but vertigo?

With weightless precision
These constellations of truth
Skew into image
A torrent of proof
I slip through my fingers
It's like grasping at air
Reduced to a movement
A moment we share
Again and again, I'm caught in the sway
Again and again, in the moon-driven sea