marina, i met you
on a lonely walk.
you came towards the shore,
then receded towards the sun.
you were better then,
when the sun would hide behind you,
and you'd glisten as he'd come upon you.
it was like the times with my first...
how I knew...
she opened up to me,
and I closed in unto her.
we would connect...
through her legs, and fashion
love in our hearts..
I used to think her moans,
were the languages hidden
buried deep in the lakes
that reflected the moon,
where the wind never rushes,
these lakes of calm.

but marina, you are more than the lakes.
I see you as the vast ocean,
taking the sun behind her gaze.
you embrace the sun, and together,
you both make the scenes of peace.
when I heard you were close,
there was still, i waited and saw you
capture the sun.

but.. when the sun was gone.
I ran away, we ran away, they ran away.
the beauty was no longer there,
no longer felt compelled to stay..
you hid the sun, so we left you.
me, we, they...
running from the sun,
running from you.

I, we, they...
ran away to what man built.
ran away to pretty lights in the nights,
instead of looking at the stars.
I'm writing this to you,
because it's gotten worse.
she no longer awaits for the sun in the morning,
she says she is the sun, that she is the light.
she looks in the mirror and bright reflections
scatter across the room
she believes no one can touch her.
and he scatters his jewelry upon the desk,
sighting which piece brings the most light,
where her eyes will convert time, from time, to thighs, from thighs, to..  well.
when all he had to do was think of the sun,
and finish the sentence, that thighs lead to creampies, and creampies lead to child support...
i know that last bit didn't rhyme...

they were running from the sun.
replacing the burning light.
and having no use for you,
because at night
they say you aren't beautiful
without the sun.
but no...
when you've hidden the sun behind your gaze....
you're calm, the wind kisses you all over your body, the sand is soft like your hair.
but I think you are.
marina.
i think you are beautiful.
simply because God made you.
if they stayed with you long enough,
they'd see that you'd give them the sun again.
that you were never dark, for too long.