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love poem to the sea
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2019 no one else can
bring me so thoroughly to my knees;
knock me over, choking on salt water and
gasping for breath
knock me over, choking on salt water and
gasping for breath
or lull me
into a trance,
wave swells slowly rocking these
helpless limbs.
into a trance,
wave swells slowly rocking these
helpless limbs.
She also knows
how to dance with me
and we play,
entranced,
as I dart to and from the lapping waves,
daring Her to reach my feet.
how to dance with me
and we play,
entranced,
as I dart to and from the lapping waves,
daring Her to reach my feet.
She always lets me think I am winning before
that unexpected surge
crashes
icy cold;
an assertion that
only She
has the last word.
And when I’m
in Her
and the undulating waters rise high enough to
fill me
with terror;
in Her
and the undulating waters rise high enough to
fill me
with terror;
I know now
to swim towards that fear
and instead of being knocked over,
drowned,
by Her power,
I instead rise and fall with Her.
Farther from shore, but closer to safety.
She is
the ultimate Mistress.
the ultimate Mistress.
There is no safeword here.
Instead I must submit
to this rising and falling;
the ebb and the flow;
to this rising and falling;
the ebb and the flow;
Let Her consume me, dissolve me, re-shape me.
There is never a reprieve
no rock for this little mermaid’s rest,
until her Mistress is good and ready.
no rock for this little mermaid’s rest,
until her Mistress is good and ready.
