Sea foam eyes
Undercurrent kissed
Pulling me in
With your sand dollar wishes
To a depth I'd never seen
Trying to remember how to breathe
Pressure crushing my lungs
As you stole every ounce of air from me
No room for questions
No oxygen for doubt
You swept me away
In your dizzying current
Your waves jumping over me
Until I hadn't just been swept off my feet
I could no longer tell
Which part was me
And which was sea.
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Ink Stained Soul
PoetryAnecdotes and snapshots of life, sometimes mine sometimes based off of other people, events, songs, books, etc. I hope you enjoy it, but more than that, I hope you can connect with something bigger than all of us. After all, isn't that the point of...
