by Nicole 6/17/14
sharks tugging at the deep sea diver
teethe sinking into the flesh, hush
adrenaline rush, o a gush, fresh
lust penetrates reason, during a long thrashing
emotions soaring, without a care – sour in there
only bobbing to the surface for more, eloquent pain
revealing everything, lie?
no, continue to go, beyond the bite
fight, a generous light, filtering out the doubt
trying another, pout, illusions past
pretenses last, o fast for Love’s door
open evermore