waves run like electricity
and pound against me
like pure
magic
these shades of gray -
bittersweet
will not go back, will
not go back
to the original sparks created
and cannot go back
again
i fall
and fade
and crack like glass
and melt in the sand
beneath the waves
that run like electricity
through me
Waves are surreal occurences. I like how you've captured them.
ReplyDeleteI too fall and fade and crack like glass...
ReplyDeleteshall i compare thee to summers day?
ReplyDeleteWaves struck like electricity,
ReplyDeleteUncompromising, inconsiderate, with utter immensity.