beneath an invisible, treacherous line..
the foam jade sea eyes my drive, it tells me
calm is near while it's mouth speaks left & right;
signals that I'm too tired, or just too out of sight...
staying low, creeping slow, firm tides are kept so tight,
holding the moon, the sky, the shadow it provides.
Controls beseeches me to gather pieces of its fallen light
and when I watch its ease, the troubles relax inside my mind.
Again stormy motion calms my shivering worry
sending a relapse of my senses away in a hurry.
I have seconds to breathe, to re-live and forget;
to rid this teasing consciousness, pretending a duet.
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| I DID take this :) |
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