The Sea
Our words swirl and entangle us in webs of
brutal honesty and things left unsaid.
We talk and talk and talk about nothing,
the void between us growing wider and wider
as I sift through my mind to find things
acceptable to say.
you mentally turn my face and look
into my eyes, probing deep inside
while i rip you apart from limb to limb,
still not finding whatever I’m looking for.
you are my question, my answer,
filling me as you leave me empty, lost,
drifting in this overwhelming sea,
your sea.
We reach the peak of our work out.
I fire off questions as you rapidly burn
mental calories one, by, one,
unraveling and unraveling the layers
to your own consciousness.
Once you get going, you cannot be stopped,
so I curl up and watch you blaze by
all magnificence and splendor.
I see you pause and glance aside
– see her face and stop. As you take in
her eyes her smile her wit her looks her laugh
you start to sink, weighed down
by an ever-increasing love
and you drown in this overwhelming sea,
her sea.
We’re at the point where there’s not
much more to say, we lay bare before each other,
totally exposed, no mystery at all.
And yet you still call,
night after night, without fail.
And still I answer, knowing it’s you,
and knowing that at the final click
you’ll leave feeling happy and released,
and I’ll feel like this –
tight and empty, still swimming
towards that unreachable goal
just beyond the surface of this overwhelming sea,
my sea.
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