the sea, it lies
i am scared of the boundless sea
in all of its infinite depth.
yet I stop to watch its art,
to become the secrets kept.
I watch as the sea changes color,
bruised in the velvet night sky.
dissolving into the sunset,
my broken soul, it lies:
'I have never seen this color before'
I whisper quietly in the mist.
for it would only shatter me again,
to remember where it exists.
To remember the way your eyes
felt cool upon my skin,
carrying me to clandestine lands,
to places only we've been.
I could find a million words,
which describe the ocean in its blue,
but never will I find,
a word for the color in you.
I suppose its magnetizing like the sea,
and holds me soft within its gaze,
and in eyes of darkened blue,
there is still a hollow fire ablaze.
The strings of your kissed soul,
are the same as the fibers woven into your eyes.
I add them to my tapestry,
which I raise high in saturated skies.
It only took me two moments,
to remember how I jumped into your sea,
and to realize that I'd do it all over again,
if it was just you and me.
I'll sail the sea, amongst opaque clouds,
fighting stormy, raging wars.
and I know I'm quite afraid of the sea,
but, darling, I don't mind drowning in yours.