Godzilla and Mothra Go on a Date

We hesitate at the water's edge
so dark,
and so still.
Fear lurks in our hearts.
We hold our breath
before taking the plunge.
The danger is real,
not imagined,
not anymore.

Doing the nod,
enveloped in a blue haze,
more numbed than pleasured,
we dream,
we lust,
we yearn for freedom,
we yearn to know,
and to be known.

Body and spirit intertwine,
pressing flesh,
pressing wills,
a watery tryst,
so deep,
it drowns a nation.