my muse has whispered soft to me...
my ocean is a majestic place. i get to hear her heartbeat there... in places none other can go. it's rhythmic and sublime... beautiful and inviting to all who listen but very difficult for most to map out on a sheet of music. except for me... i can see all the notes in waves above me and in the sea creatures that surround me every time i speak of love. every time i speak of desire and passion, they spill out of her like tears of joy and frustrated passion... all so that i may breathe them in like airs i have come to miss. a siren song for me to cherish till we meet someday soon... a song i can call my own.
i wander neath the moonlight... waiting for the day, the hour and the minute. the moment i materialize into something she can hold... something she can love outside of the cupped hands made to nestle those beautiful memories that have yet to come to pass. she looks for me in the waters... and i can see her beautiful face. i am moonstruck at how beautiful she is in that light and blessed to know that beyond it all... i still "am"...
who am i that should be so blessed? who am i that should be so loved? this navigator that has no ship to bear him hence... yet travels far and wide nonetheless. i am simply... "yours"...
~moses apollo
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