Figment

I look down at the water.

Like smooth, clear glass.

I see my reflection.

Then, my face wavers as something breaks the surface.

I look out across the gem that is the ocean.

I see a glistening body.

It’s a young man, my age.

His long, slender dreads shine with diamonds of water.

I feel his gaze fall on me.

I quickly look away, embarrassed.

I stare longingly at another part of the ocean.

From the corner of my eye,

I see him beside me.

I turn my head, my reddish-umber curls trembling.

He smiles.

I return it, stretching out my legs.

He sits down next to me on the same smooth rock.

Our eyes meet.

This god’s eyes are like miniature oceans.

I lean against him, his arm draped over my shoulders.

Then, he vanishes.

I never saw him again.