Her bioluminescence casts shadows
on the cavern’s cold, wet deep-sea walls,
reeling round like a carousel that glows
in Neptune’s silent, coral-toothed halls.
There are terrors written within the light
of her heart, that jellyfish aglow
and aquiver in endless depths of night
within the sea’s saltwater grotto.
Tongues twist and twine like sea slugs from conch shells,
tasting the other, a frank meeting
that stirs the blood to race in ocean swells—
a frenzied shiver of sharks eating.
He does not know how long her appetite
may be stayed, nor the strength of this love
that brought him low, away from sunlight,
but knows it better than most above,
for when her hunger waxes like the tide
and she swallows his heart at long last,
she will add it to the strange glow inside
and be brighter than day by contrast.