"piscena" poems
His magnetic ocean orbs
Uniform a pulchritudinous corbina
The sapphire and lapiz mix
Parellel falling into a piscena
His arms enveloping me
As we repose into the twilight
We never felt more free
Then I a lady, and he my knight
His charismic, enlightening smile
Parents, nowhere in sight
Living a life of sacchrine exile
Just him, myself, and the moonlight
Fireworks alluminate the sky
As we sit in gentle silence
That night on the 5th of July
Eyes glittering like diamonds
Fuming in bittersweet envy
Is the man in the moon staring down on us
My head on his shoulder lying gently, he stares
Feelings of jealousy, for our everlasing love
Our spirits in perfect concord
Shadowing all that we are
The owls cooing harmlessly
Akin the beating of my heart
Sitting beneath that willow tree
On a bench on the precipice
Where we first fell in love
Beneath those branches, pendelous
The waves beating softly
Gripping the sandy shores
Those stones kicking up the water
That crashed against them evermore
The salty scent of the of the breeze
The aquamarine surges
That span accross the ceaseless seas
Our eyes flickering to the night surfurs
The glittering, flamboyant stars
Begging for our attention
Yet nothing can rip our gaze apart
Both our heartbeats in suspension
His hand grasping my chin
Imploring to my tainted lips
His soft ones beseeching to meet mine
Pledging unity in sealing our first kiss
No god above us
Could tell us we were wrong
No hell that awaited us
Could end this siren song
The melody of our everburning souls
Merging into all that we ever were
Nothing could stop our torrid passion
On that Rode Island cliff, above the shore
Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 1:04 PM UTC