Blue

Your ocean waves lap over my porcelain skin,

Pale ligaments draping in their caress.

Your blue grips my white with an anguished smite,

My heart grows heavy with the tug of your might

 

Into the deep I sink through shades

Past the creatures, the monsters, into my grave.

Past the angels of water into your grace,

My back kisses the bottom, yearning your wave.

 

I see only you, the reflection exceeds,

You’re looking back down, wounds safeguard your soul

I feel your remorse with your longing needs

For I am lost in your sea of blue lulls.

 

The winds churn the sea, and in turn my care,

For lost in the depths lies my self-aware

This poem is about: 
Me

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