Save Him

lost he was out in the sea with mighty jaws beneath his feet a shelling of rain like bullets silencing his plea struck deaf and blind by this torrential sheet his arms dipped and rose as he beat the inky blackness of the water and the rising pain of defeat like the frenzied sickness before the slaughter lightning overhead burning bright and hotter than his heart that burns for the stability of arms ready to fish him from this water pulling him to the breast of tranquility a beacon to light his path to passion to bring color to his face, sullen and ashen