I wish…
I wish…
I wish…
I could bury in finality,
a lingering pain,
deep in the Pacific Ocean.
I wish…
I wish…
I wish…
I knelt,
pleaded for the frenzied rain
to drown my maddening thirst
and swirling ache for you,
for this fiery tempest,
inscrutable,
irresistible,
that shawled my heart,
caped my mind,
clambered my soul,
spiraled,
stifled every fiber in my body
ingrained
like a wild riot
of the vainglorious thorny Black Rose.
editors note:
Never thought a garden stroll could bring to blossom this mad maelstrom “de mer”; emblem of an unsatisfied heart. – mh