Do not be deceived by my beauty for I am turbulent like the sea
I appear calm but there is an undercurrent stirring within my belly
I am raging with passion but I cannot find release
Before the storm many have explored my waters and were satisfied
But I am discontented; suffering from an unrequited love
Drown and be baptized in my unfulfilled ocean of sorrow
Woe to those who dare to sail the waves of my emotion
Do not ignore my cries
They emerge in tidal waves from the deep
The winds are saturated with my tears, beating against the barge
What I seek is a soul, pure enough to embrace my sorrow
A sacrifice of true love to succumb to the sea
© 1/09/2019