i am caught in the tidal wave. stuck in the motion; falling back and moving forward, falling back and moving forward. there’s something calming in the consistent control of the moon, but i know the truth: an ocean wave is powerful, and i will be crushed, broken and bruised, in it’s cycle.
i want out. i want to break the curse; i want to be a pond or a river and not be controlled. i want to break free.
she drowned in blue everyday I swear whether it was her dress or her eyes she was swimming in it. maybe that's why nobody questioned it when they found her lifeless corpse sinking under the bluest waterfall in that town.
traveling through a large plane an opalescent sky wide, encompassing embrace soft lavender-gray clouds float on a string hovering like distant islands of heaven a land promised tender gradient pink to gray mile-long notations drift isolated in blue and soft gold
in shifting rays your voice is holding me aloft burnished and blending drawing me filling my movement rounding my heart the rising moon the sweet aching fullness the deepening twinkling colored night is to you
I'm drawn
For the one I love... you make me feel fully alive and I thank you
your hands they work like levees and you stop me when you've had enough too much build up my walls cause you couldn't handle it all
i am an ocean the sea angry, unpredictable monsters hide under me lurking in the darkest corners inching towards the faintest smell of blood crave the warmth between their teeth
but your hands they work like levees pushing and pulling away when you've had too much one day it will not be enough.
i will sneak in through the smallest crack if you give me the chance walls will crumble like babylon and i will be relieved i will get everything i need not enough not too much i will snap your hands overflowing, smash your levee down
tidal pool of light gathers round my feet as day evaporates without sound it echoes in my minds eye a thousand years breathed in a single moment the weight of worlds falling within the graceful collapse of a single feather touching like tender kiss tumbling lost like me to the same battered wood floor she once laid in such divine supplicant pose bare to the golden light as i am now and for a fleeting moment i share imagined space with her presence i can feel thunderstruck awe of her casual passing through this place she she but as the tidal pool of days end dries to the inky darkness and the moment of perceived shared destiny's fades i gather one last kiss to her soft hand one last fare thee well for one so loved and yet so lost left behind all delusion that i could deny you anything you desired i forgive you for being the object of my affections i forgive you for being the crux of my self illusion i forgive you for being the thousand years i breathed in that moment i say goodnight because you are... i kiss you goodnight because you once were the... tidal pool of golden warm light now gone
your eyes are glimmering oceans and i am slowly drowning without anyone to save me, this swimming lesson was fun but you pulled at my feet from underneath and took me with you under the surface, whose waves are sending shocks through me, making me feel completely taken away by the tidal waves of your rapid heartbeat.
