Slow Burn
You know nothing of how the dark
Ocean calls my name
be it the slow ebb
serenity promised like a succubus
Deeper she trills
pushing and thrusting through the depths
consciousness unbound
slow release
nothing to see here really
You know nothing of how the dark
Ocean calls my name
be it the slow ebb
serenity promised like a succubus
Deeper she trills
pushing and thrusting through the depths
consciousness unbound
slow release
to get the juices flowing the right way, that’s the excuse
the truth is the burn and slight dalliances within the mind so subtle and sweet are too seductive
some fall victim, others feign control, even more just
ACCEPT
It’s the price of
Paddling
a wake
stirred in the dream sea
as I watch the Koi
swimming beneath white capped waves
collapsing and rising again
they dream of being
Dragons
someday