Whispers on Waves

In twisted tongues of flushed cheeks

pretzeled limbs weaving clean through, seeks

From struggles a kind of beauty grows, explodes

a resilience as pure as the primal snows

And from this beauty a truer self is shown

new perspectives form

emotions still a little storm

mixed with gentle breezes of the norm…

Some nights filled with lovers adorned

I just close my eyes and take it all in, as the waves ripple against and around my skin…

Like raining daggers from up high, why must you poke at my main eye

Like two skies in one…