Monday, February 22, 2010

Wells

I see the deep wells
in your glittering eyes
fifty feet, I fall
into the tidal wave,
caught in you

I sway
a dark shade looms
over, especially at night
when moments of ecstasy
bubble up, fillig every part of me
flowing, moving, splashing
then calm
so still I can see
my reflection, colors so overwhelming
I can feel the tingling sensation of love
I never stepped in the same puddle twice
Each time, different from before
I dive, feeling every
part of your smooth skin
against mine

Your eyes are wells, so deep
I cant breath.

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