Viola Grey - Inescapable Fate

It's an inescapable fate to drown in his eyes.
They often say...sink, or swim,
but what if both options open doors
I cannot enter.
Fear entangles wishes I whisper to the wind
before sleep delivers desires worth flying to,
and plucks hidden answers
from subliminal suggestions.
From his first gentle word I wanted him,
he breathes life into seashell ears.
Waves, crashing waves of ideas
we seem to share.
And, yet, I sink on this tide of romance
as others swim.
Who's outstretched promises throw me a line,
bringing shelter from storms of memories long dead,
and all I want answered is...
am I sinking,
or swimming again
in his eyes.

2/9/08

Viola Grey

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