Poseidon My Love
By Jhai
I stood at the edge of the shore Sand in my pocket and love in my heart. Emotions flowing in my veins, pulsing as the raging sea. I stood at the edge of the shore Alone in my pain. Big round tears falling from my tiny eyes filling the sea. The scars on my heart were thick like callous. But I knew as I stood at the edge of the shore The waves blending and fusing, getting under my brown skin, the salt of the sea would enter my veins, straight to my heart. I stood at the edge waiting for him. Poseidon my love. He would bring comfort and calm. The liquid experience of his caress. The sensation softens the callous of sorrow. He gives me a reason to rejoice. I stood at the edge of the shore, Sand in my pocket and love in my heart. Like a broken treasure, Not as beautiful, but just as precious. Tears of joy falling from my tiny eyes filling the sea. K 7-7-977-7-97, Written November 15th, 2001 © on Nov 15 2001 03:39 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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