She’s my barracuda tooth
when I swim –drowning; locked
inside the ocean of my heart
And I am weak tired flipper-mouth
wishing to just taste the pearl
deep inside her clam shell soul
I asphyxiate, overwhelmed
by the prostate state of my engulfed life
I am love-plunged
obliterated heart
A blue-lipped kiss
liberates my soul
emancipated angel fish
stung my skin
to redeem
my drowning
soul
:: 07-02-2015 ::
