8 Oct 2017
Blue-grey, clear, and crystalline
your irises intertwine with mine
I am left to wonder
how you float. /
How many leaks can a lake sustain?
Your ocean as endless
as Wind is old,
throwing droplets from the battered basin. /
Rose colored glaze
I can skate upon the surface
thaw frosted puddles into dewy life
Our current is thick and warm. /
I can see your soul thru the deep waters,
Can hear your churning waves
The restricted tide
Can you feel mine?