Wave
A wave so elegant,
Latching on to every part of me,
Mind, body and soul.
A wave starring into every corner
Of my pupils, endless Caribbean green
That would leave any man who gazes,
Lost at sea.
A wave choreographing
Me in every direction.
Feet stepping in gravity,
Twist of fate, suffocation dips,
A vigorous tube launches me back to shore.
A wave ripples horizontally,
A flirtatious smirk expanding from
East to West coast,
A teenager playing truth or dare
I’m tempted to taste the sea salt once more.
Sun silk sand piling over my feet,
Reminiscing of the journey that lead to this moment.
A promising wave inviting, a push and pull effect.
My soul dives heart first.
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