Metal

I gaze at the date 
on her bare neck, 
as we lie on the beach 
waiting to be scrap. 


Her long dark hair 
mingles with the night, 
her sapphire eyes shine 
like the ocean 
under moon light, 
a female projection 
of my self, 
a perfect landscape, 
except we aren't. 


Her light goes out 
followed by mine, 
two lightening balls 
racing to the clouds, 
leaving our bodies 
empty on the ground.