Surrender Your Sea To My Heart ~ a gift for love not to ever have to wait too long to be rescued ~ I’ll meet you at the end of this earth To lift your spirits up Holding you barely in my arms Above a place of tide. I remember your eyes In the most erotic dream I’ve ever experienced A soulful current flowing Where they pulled me into, Deeper waters. When I first found out you were alive Your breaths stole my meaning of survival Away from my lips.. Then I followed the convection of your cheeks Along the staircase of your neck, You swallowed me whole As soon as I made it To Your breasts. Paradise never existed in my world Until I heard the heartbeats of my will, Accelerate Expression. You stared but had some questions I felt your body wanting to come closer But there was no motion to comply… That was the last time we tasted infatuation together, Without salt. I don’t have a slew of romantic words To fill up your head with praise… I can only offer my lips that carefully move When amazing if probable. You see I am a romantic guy Who loves until the last emotion Is forever free. I go wherever I want Got it like that Just because, I still dream and turn my dares into, Things I can touch. Seeing you again after so many years of travel I somehow feel renewed and.. Re-energized with a quality of hunger, I have yet to satisfy complete. Please don’t hoard such future truths From this effort, I’m looking for that inner wave you anchor so well.. That private thought of fizzling affection Which needs the perfect candle to melt upon it’s wick. I’m able to reach down between the distance we’ve shared And eliminate, Any more wasted moments. Surrender your sea to my heart Not to be valueless, But to merely show me what your hurt, looks like up close. I will rise up to face any of your suspicions Asking you to open your fists, Stretch out your fingers And Hold On For Dear Life. There may be a hundred thousand more fish in the sea But, I Am The Man On The Shore Beneath your feet right now, where A Million Grains Of Sand, Deliver Pure Faith. Time promises us nothing more Than what we expose Through Our Ships. No matter how we feel about the past The present remains open… I want to finally show you The bow of my soul Is in the direction of the wind, Still Blowing Your Way. I will never tell you I can give you more than I’ve saved I’ll just deliver whatever is left In, The Boom Of My Bridge. Destiny is yours Until Something Else More Valuable, Comes Along. ©KINGDONPETTROSS2014-6-24
Posted on: Sun, 06 Jul 2014 04:30:26 +0000
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