Ocean temptress

She is the static that panics the air  
Prickling with pulses of galvanic flair  
Her tremors are spun  
And wrought into one  
To nix the soul’s debonair  
 
Trailblazing, in scales  
With the fish and the whales  
A coven of which she belongs  
These waves are still cresting  
Her swoon, I’m digesting  
To feed the distemper of song  
 
The ocean’s a temptress  
her guild is relentless  
Breathe not of which bastes her vigour  
Her whispers are smooth  
Her locution will groove  
A crevice that keeps growing bigger  
 
As the sky reeks of thunder  
The sea is a blunder  
Churning the crypts that she breaches  
With a tincture of brine  
In the womb of a whine  
Their bones lay the silt of our beaches