You
Pull me under,
Your boat...
And I am your ocean,
On which you float;
You sail me mighty
And feel liberated...
Knowing I'm beneath your feet.
And I love you enough...
To lay myself out
Just so I can feel you step on me.
And you have no want to swim
In me...
Only conquer me.
But I'd rather be conquered,
Than free.
Because I'd rather feel you-
Than save me.
And sometimes I wish you'd
Run your fingers through me
Just so I could feel your touch...
But you'd much rather sail
Upon me;
Crash against me rough...
And my heart as deep and
Hollow
As the ocean goes...
And the siren
Sings songs to the shore
Of my woes;
And how I surrender to you;
And you never stop to know
Me...
And I love you enough...
To keep you traveling
On into the sunset.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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