On the
Ocean of
Missing you
For So Long,
I’m getting
Scurvy
Over here.
—-
I have the
Cabin Fever of
Missing you.
—-
The Creatures
Of us
Live on in the
Deepest parts
Of my memorseas.
Not a day
Goes by
I don’t
Hold my breath
To Dive back in
And Pull them out;
Basking them
in the sun
Of mynd’s surface.
—-
Our sea monsters
Shine brightly when
Allowed in daylight.
—-
I’m keeping
The map;
Charting course
To our
Buried treasures.
I haven’t
Forgotten
Where
X marked
Our spots———-
—So Many Times.
