Flotilla.
oh
cast me
on the sea of you
like an ocean flower
lapping in the throw of tide
oh how you make me crave
the dive and clasp of pearls
the shifting sands below
from which I might rise
to driftwood breeze
and clips of wave
on sunset skin
triumphant in
the undertow
of you.
oh!
throw me
onto ebb and flow
immersed in mysteries
that you alone can show
oh let me sail on motion rolls
mark your seabound tack
on charts of journeys made -
of flowers lost then found
but never coming back
oh lift me, away…
drag me into you
then onto wonders
that only now
I dare to
know.
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