the
human mind
is like a shell
the outer form
remembered well

hard and white
with boney tips
pink and smooth
around its lip

whorled within
subconscious hides
we cannot see
the deep inside

but place the conch
to your heart's ear
be very still
and you will hear

set it there
and let it be
you will perceive
your mind's own

sea


SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/8/2016

~

In the warmth of the danger threshold,
flaming lover’s ink only gets magnified...
I really tried to behave myself but it's so painful!
Every inch of me yearns for you ardently,
naked from unthinkable fears soon or later we will be...
so stop doing that silly camouflage thing,
it swirls down my skin’s sanity!

~

© Christina Philipe