The sand is cold ...
frozen sea crashing inland
to sleepless dreams
human hearts beguiled,
lush allures of siren's songs
pulls on strings
to sailors of fate
lost, hunger... enchantment!
Blinded and chilled to the bones
sleep walking to their tireless search,
for whom bemuse and entraps,
thus insatiably devoured
Death is near
yet this beauty enraptured
engraved to souls of beloved
of the last breath ever was...
Unattained forsaken love
tormented souls entail
heart wenched blooms
illusions, arts, and music ...
sweeps between reality and the unknown
calling onto minds in short lived cells
Dwell not to the sunken ships
nector from life's poetry
without transfix to it's keeps
seek and you shall find
open arm treasures
heart encloses
reciprocated love
only for those who sees
Truth abides
