To this end my blade soars
through the aquarium of my soul
seeking the kelp of discontent
which must be cut
so that the rocky bottom of love lie in waking
with fertile sand for the coming seed of my true loves affection
Does this explain my need for her?
No.
It is like a giant cave of emptiness
waiting for the bats of love
to hang by
and beckon me to taste that heavenly food
In heart
my heart beats for only one…
That is you, my everything and one true love