I look up. The air salty and still. The purity of the clear, blue sky is comforting. All I can hear is the rush of the ocean and the seagulls flying above me. I stand up, tip-toe into the water and feel the sea foam warm against me ankles. The water is like a mirror that reflects a rose. I bite my lip. Is this real?
Her eyes equal to her soul
Her eyes go from a primrose green
to a sea foam blue;
her eyes are a mirror into your dreams; she can see straight through.
Her eyes are innocent but purity wouldn't be the word to describe such insecurity.
Her eyes are inviting and warm;
kinda like a ray of sunshine after a storm.
Her eyes can pierce your words and leave you breathless;
as can that strapless gown and pocket watch necklace
Her eyes catch the attention of those around;
They long to give her the kind of affection that will make them hell bound
Her beauty contains a toxin that will forever be etched in your veins;
all of your past desires will erupt into flames.
salty sea lips make for bitter and harsh kisses
she was an ocean of secrets.
her eyes a shade of sea foam;
shining with a pretend purity
warm from the silver sun.
only an ounce or a bite of her
will fill a room; an aroma of
ground rose petals and sand dollars
oh, sweet, cold mermaid:
do not be shocked by the contrast
of what gleams in the mirror
versus what bleeds from your lips.
I Don’t Even Know
Our love is stereotypical
Much like that of a rose
But when you bite me
You leave scars that
Only I can see and
I know you like to do it
Because you think it pleasures me but
When I look in the mirror
I no longer feel warm and
I no longer feel bubbly and happy
Like sea foam in the salty ocean
Tossed about by the waves but
I lost my innocence and purity with you
And all the while
You had no idea
That this was happening