2.27.2015
Siren
waves crashing over each other.
excitement rising to the crests.
an ocean of silk, tangled & tumbling tresses.
perched upon isolation.
waiting.
desires crashing over each other.
a figure, a figment, a falsity.
temptress with honesty, vulnerable in her truthful state.
allure crashing over each other.
waiting.
she is the fish, the weeds, the salt I choke on.
she is a mouthful of tart
a gulp of breeze.
she is waiting.
waiting.
danger crashing over each other.
but I cannot, will not hesitate
to allow her
to pull me down.
I will wholeheartedly
let her drown me.
because I don't want to keep her waiting.
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