your eyes were the colour of the ocean
and they reminded me of crashing waves
a salty taste
a sudden coolness enveloping me
i wanted to swim in them
whenever we kissed
you tasted of salt
and i actually started to believe
you were the ocean
and later you took me
under the surface
you drowned me
and i couldn't breathe
in your ocean eyes
and salty lips
crashing against me
like waves at the shore
and it was then i figured out
i was the sand
with sandy blonde hair
my skin a golden tan
and whenever the sand and ocean meet
they always pull apart again.
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breathe ⇒ poetry
Poetryalexithymia (ah-lek-sah-THI-mee-ah) - inability to describe emotions in a verbal manner. " the best poems are written in the early morning when all you can see is darkness and your eyes are filled with tears " [aesthetic poems, stories through p...
