Dawn Goddess In A Sentient Seascape

The dawn goddess has brought me out of another dream shell.
Pulled a body out of itself
Turning it out of a hermit's home for land-locked killer whales
And casting it back into the sea
As this merman of me.

Only a beautiful moon faced woman
With breasts full blossomed in the milky waves of compassion
Could have drawn this beached conch out of its self-dreams like this
To be this seascape in the curl and crest of her beauty.

Only a gentle love-making under the covers of darkness
Can bring a sea creature back to the dawn surf
And then transform him into spume and shower
As this flying fish swimming in the belly of its own sky.

Here where waters meet, he is her breath,
Foam flown up in ecstasy
And frothed upon her as a sea-surge of release
In the power of her tidal flower pleasure
That opens its drenching petals for the moon to drown within.

Out and castaway from my seashore minding self
To be the swell of her hips
In the rolling play of this billow bloom of the ocean's bedspread
Laid under and out for our pitching souls' delight
And there brought up in a column of light's emission
To be the seeding of sea-borne worlds.

Everything is pregnant in her.
Full-fetching in the waters of a living moon
And flows out into the ocean's womb
Where mermen plunge into the sea eggs of the sun
To take berth in a vessel of nautical space-flight
That is a beach-combing of light for her brow.

I am a figure-head of a ship of prayer
That pours out the waters of heaven into her body
In the vast shimmering of stars.
Free-falling in the deeps as a dawn of transformation
To be this lubrication of a crescendo of luminescence
Surmounting its summit in the splash and wash
Of a cosmic flood.

A mother of pearl sea-change of deva emancipation.
This incubation of her own glow glistening wake
Within my awakened flight and voyage
Towed by a divine current into her open heart.

In the fin flash ministry of a sea-mistress moment
The corporal carapace of identity capsized
Into a fluid cascade of a water-towering instant
That strew wide-open flowers into wind-swept sea songs
That buoyed me up into benedictions of unbounded boon favors.

Pulled out of my care and contorted coil of personal being
And unsheathed from the shell of myself.
Her wave breaking open within a whitecap of wonder
Tossed into the luster of a love-moon and diving up
As a sea motif within her full-blown beautiful way.
And gone from this self in a silvery spray.