Bemini, glistening

She’s fierce in the way that she takes-

stoic face, with eyes like the reddened sun. Glossy

and deep, leading to two trenches on her cheeks,

that could swallow you whole if need be.

Like it’s the only way you can breathe,

like it’s the only way that you can see.

Sea tides fall flat at her feet,

virile and austere; a siege

among the frenzies.