Salt-Water Wolf

Women utter inarticulate sounds at me,
their skin is red, dark, and wet.
They cup their hands and motion for me to come, ripples break.
Create love and sweat with us, and
watch it mix with the water they murmur.
But I can't.
All I see is you and your starfish hands on the opposite shore.
Wake me up in the night time,
I see your campfire. You could swim across if you wanted,
what's keeping you?
It can't be the salt.
The women sleep, face up in the water, one eye open.
Do not be afraid, my want for you will guide you.
Don't you trust my want for you?