Who?I?

The purpose of the exterior ship

is our plank

We walk and teeter, wishing, holding

on to

The presence of us, each other, what ever

Really does it even matter

When happiness is attainable through your eyes, a gateway to rhapsody, no blustered confusion

no lies, just beauty in the belly of the once unknown

It’s your cadence, your speech, your tone

How is it you make men vulnerable that they can’t control their own

I’m lost in your precious gold, your world and how you color it, the view of opposing sirens dancing

just Praying for locking lips.

Oh so I wish