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Ocean's Dream

Updated on June 28, 2012
She sketched me in a dream
Giving me glass eyes to look back at her
She tucked away the seams
And fabricated my lips
So that my words could ease her suffering

She has a sarcastic way of being seen
Nothing that i say
will brush her make up away

This vanity is killing me
Dotted lines fall in between
The pockets where she tucked in the seams

Cupid's Arrow
Cuba's missile
She sighs and steels all attention
Maybe her thoughts need restoration
Tired from infestation

She made my lungs out of milk cartons
And helped me take my first breath
Holding the hand that she traced for me
We dove into the oceans depths

Sea life frightens her
So i took the lead
Amongst the fish,
We caught a ride on the back of a turtle
Who dropped us in a reef
She swore one day that she would leave her shell
She swore one day she would be free
Trying so hard to convince me
Explaining that one day i would believe

It all means so much more to me
That which a glass eye cannot see
Pressure builds and pops the seams
The currents carry me to another dream




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      Time2Spare 4 years ago from Richmond, Virginia

      cute poem... nice to read...

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks Time2Spare!

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      Shining Irish Eyes 4 years ago from Upstate, New York

      Taking me away on a ride through the symbolistic depths.

      Wonderful, always wonderful.

      voting up

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks for reading, im glad you can see symbolism in this. Its wonderful to have such supporting comments!

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