Together quickly they rode
The open night 
Spreading before them
Fear building with each step..
What had happened?
How had it been allowed?
Pace quickening now
Breath falling harder, faster
Cool night air
Tearing at this sweat stained brow
Though, Malevolent and looming
Oily and still
It stood next to him. 
As the hours passed
Rounded fingers
Spreading from heart to shore
And back again.
Over and over, a cycle
Mockery and mimicry
The soft gentle lapping
Immediately gave way 
To Sinister voices 
Echoing throughout the ripples
Contorting his sanity 
To do their will and bidding.
Ah again the silence became too loud
This time he saw the clouds
Felt his heart floating
All the while not realizing--
From his hands her blood,
From it's hands his blood.