I'M CLOSE (LitBits #2)

     I'm on my knees amid a roiling ocean. The foam hisses up to my breast, trailing itself with a pregnant shimmering echo. The waves run over my back in pulsating fractals. My nostrils fill with the scent of wet oleander. The current throbs between my knees. The stars wink come-hither above the indigo horizon. I turn my head toward the Bloodhenge and I hear the voice: "Where are you?" Light-years away but the heat from the breath washes over my flesh. I cry back, "I'm close! I'm close!"