I find myself there
At the coast
In depth with dreams
Before the first light
When the blue waters
Are still swayed black and calm
Stuck in limbo
How homely it is at the edge
Yet, always a feeling of missing
It’s the catch of her hips
The fire in her lips
The searing of her breath
All materialistic things in grand scheme
For her mind is what I crave
The honey suckled words she sings
She is limbo
And I find myself drifting there
Unable to leave or wanting
I think I’ll take a swim
In the black mass
Let it swallow me whole