Down at the ocean blue
Whorls of sea foam churn madly
Like the feelings in this beating chest
My heart trembles like a victim of anthrax poisoning viciously suffocating
She fills the sea with her kindness and I’m a captive
Of her undeniable charm.
Like a decorative bracelet, I’m a charm
Adorning her wrist as we plummet in the murky blue
A sea of fish, sharks, whales and porpoises trap us captive
And under the briny crests, hordes of tuna circle us madly
Determined to dizzy us, twirl us together in an underwater twister. Suffocating.
Discoveries we’ve made; uncovered like a sunken treasure chest
In the water standards dissipate. Freedom, relief—sea anemones bloom between the ribs in my chest.
A clownfish she is, familiarizing stinging polyps with her charm
And securing a home near my heart. These emotions are suffocating
I gaze skyward to a sight of endless aquamarine blue
Finally comprehension sparks as to why poets describe love: “madly
Passionately, powerfully.” It’s like Stockholm syndrome with love as your kidnapper, and you as the captive.
As it stands, I find I don’t mind being a captive
Of yours I would not mind being the precious treasure of your chest
The salty water fills our mouths, eyes, noses. We fall even more madly
Madly, madly in love as though under a magic’s charm
Stumbling around the ocean blue
Without oxygen we’re suffocating
Underwater we’re suffocating
The sea is a cruel prison warden, holding captive
Our lungs withering in the blue
Locks splay open on sandy floors, a freed chest
These locks linking together, a rustic sort of charm
Madly, madly, madly
We fall even more madly
Us. It’s a voodoo charm
Holding us captive
We’re held in an unbreakable chest
Slowly decomposing, merging together beneath the blue.
There’s only so far to go madly before contentedness holds you captive
There’s only so long to go without air, suffocating, before gills burst from your chest
Adaptation is a human charm. We adjust, adapt to an endless blue.