Fearless, she ventured out at night.
Her hands reached for the moonlight streaks.
The pounding of the world captured her dreams.
That sweet rhythm in the background of her day,
Might once become her ceaseless wave.

Her vision-laden eyelids shut when
Marbled fingers enclosed her arms.
Cold breath sent a shiver down her spine.
Savage lust emptied her veins.

Her blood replaced with chilling air,
On and on, the pounding went.
She reached the heart of darkness then
And sucked up her life again.

The ocean stood still when her scream
conquered mortality.