Are you a painter of lost shadows?
A drawer of fearful silhouettes of troubled memories.
Do you have a paint brush that loves being diped in deep black ink?
Coz I got pitch-black issues...
And one of it is how bad I want you to dip into my soul...
You will find all the dark ink and paint you need...
Slowly, paint my choked brokenness on paper.

I used to think
it was our
destiny,
to walk on water
together

Nothin would bring us down

But it's been years
since we sank
below
ocean-spray's
spirited mist

I often
reflect upon our
love lost, like
the buried treasures
trapped in sunken ships

My desire to dig you up,
magically, have you again

Like the crashing waves
that break over
the sharp and rocky jetty

I break
💔
over the memory
of us

Haloed harlot in the midnight moonlight
      To dance beside your spectral grace
      The fluid motions of your body so tight
      Together we will set the pace

      Misty shadows of towering mountains
      Lakes and streams cool waters flow
      Towards the oceans like shining fountains
      And beauties we’ll forever know