Fall like the tide

I want to fall like the tide
Slowly… then wildly rush
The waxing moon sucks my toes from the marsh
Our brackish hearts braiding
The river and sea
The mud streaks your back
The salt sticks to me

Waters flow in, fill my belly, and then
Waters invert and flow out again
The ripples collide
The ripples collide
And so begins the ebbing tide