To Where My Thoughts Have Gone

You have led me into the middle

of the Atlantic ocean; how dare you

take me out to the current

between our two worlds

and stroke such ache into my soul?

I would be there in an instant,

to drift over on a beaten raft

to your shores,

were the world much smaller,

and the need to write poetry much less great.

There is something awfully appealing

about drowning in your stories,

and I know it’s what you want,

and what I want too, as

I open my eyes to a bedroom

in a diluted city, but

still find sea water

in my heart.


6 thoughts on “To Where My Thoughts Have Gone

Thoughts? I love those.

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