The Calming

Something like serenity,

Beckons me,

From the edge of eternity,

We together,

Like sequins shimmer,

Never closer,

Thoughts in motion,

Ebb in an ocean,

She waves… he swerves… they make a commotion,

On like lightning,

Somewhat frightening,

senses heightening,

A warm rush of air,

a coo in her hair,

Fluid everywhere,

Holding tighter,

Gaping wider,

He’s a fighter,

Something ventured,

barely censured,

Now indentured,

Festooned dove,

Tattoos of,

Slave to love.

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