literature

The Ace of Cups

Deviation Actions

Chatzoth504's avatar
By
Published:
322 Views

Literature Text

I dance in the gentle tide of the Pacific at midnight,
naked save the sand on my breasts and back
and the moonlight wrapped about my thighs
as it rises in a sheer sheet of milky satin
from the surface of the sea riddled with flotsam and jetsam.
The grit of warm sand between my teeth
makes me giggle and clench my teeth,
pound my feet faster,
make my heart crash,
and feel the breaking of the waves upon my head,
the water singing softly as a dove,
trickling in and out of my ear,
a cold and curious finger.
The salt dances fresh and electric on my lips,
I toss my head to the sky and the spray falls
into my hair, a diamond tiara,
opening and closing in the wind like a lotus at dawn.
Far beneath this deep black sea the sun sleeps
in a chamber cold and silent,
oblivious to the mystery that hangs in this night air like Saturnine rings
of jasmine, salt, and sulphur,
of water, blood, and wine,
suspended by the loving caress of the sea against the sand
and the clap of heavenly wings
as the jubilant primordial sea pounds its feet with me.
Comments4
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
MsStarryDuck's avatar
The grit of warm sand between my teeth
makes me giggle and clench my teeth,
is the first teeth supposed to be toes?

I can tell this is your favorite suit. You seem to be more emotional in your writing, which I like. The use of tactile descriptions makes this one unique and the realism is very clear.

and the clap of heavenly wings Easily my favorite line in this, I can hear it and see it.