your eyes are
cloud covered oceans
they draw me in to where
I stand on the precipice of your lips
waiting to be carried
into the riptide of your smile
yet I find myself running now
from the waves that beckon me
into the depths of your mind.
as a memory, I would rather
ride the tiny air bubbles
churning in your heart;
in and out... in and out... in and out.

07/12/2011

Author's Note:

Posted on 07/13/2011
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