Black Waters Poem

So...this poem was written in either 1998 or 1999. It's interesting now that I can look at it with a new perspective and know that there was, indeed, a very powerful consciousness trying to connect with me from beneath the glassy surface of the Puget Sound.

Notice that it's a poem of questions. I was seeking and was so close to the answers. They were, quite literally, staring me in the face.

Black waters, black waters, black.
Do you see me?
When I greet you, eye to eye,
who reflects whom?

Vast mirrored surfaces
undulating, hypnotic.
Caress me - I am lost.
If I shed a tear,
should it fall upon your brow,
would it touch you?
Would you notice?

The velvet velour
of your skin entices.
Shall I?
Shall I crawl
into your silken arms to sleep?
Deep sleep,
the sleep of a thousand nights,
would you wake me?

Black waters, black waters, black.
Do you hear me?
When I yell into your wake,
who entreats whom?