4
the planets more stunning
than reflected on your
dripping coastal lips
but when the whirlpool spins
and foam chokes your lungs
i will make you wonder
if the pain is worth
the passion
worst regards,
the ocean
Message Found in a Bottle, off the coast of Sri Lanka, 4/30, 3:29pm
i allowed
the ocean to carry
me away
there’s no place
i’d rather be
i crave the taste
of salt on my tongue
i’ve learned to ride
the billows and waves
like a carousel
taking the ups
with the downs
holding shells to my ear
to hear the music within
i’ve learned to watch for
stars even through
the darkest of nights
froth fills my lungs
drowning
is worth it