I draw a sad face in the sand,
the face dimpled by the rain.
cold to the core, no feeling in my hands
I can barely feel the warmth in my veins.
Torn between my choices
at a crossroads with no signs
surrounded by ghosts with just voices
tempting my lost mind.
Tears roll down my cheeks
and mix with the approaching sea.
I finally realise I am now meek
My strength has ran from me.
Stripped down to bareness,
no longer feeling the cold.
needing to rid the unfairness
that has taken a firm, suffocating hold.
A harmony floats across the waves
hypnotic melody alluring my ears.
Eyes wide open and expectations raised
soothing away my encasing fears.
The nymphs of the sea appear
desperate for me to submerse
into their watery world.
I enter their universe.
I know where they are taking me.
I can see it in their eyes.
I could swim here endlessly
no longer willing to see the crying skies.
A figure in the distance becomes defined
my heart skips a beat, my blood on fire
I get closer and see the curves, her lines
of my love, my desire.
She was lost from an adventure
I thought the sea had claimed her.
The sea wanted her for its own treasure.
My beautiful sleeping Ophelia.
Her hair flowing with the tide
like she was floating on air
The nymphs took me to my bride
i kissed her lips then and there.
My Ophelia smiled and opened her eyes.
I had set her free.
Her lips parted and whispered
"I knew you would come for me"
As we kissed and held each other tight
fins replaced our feet
It didnt feel wrong, it didnt feel right.
But my heart was now complete.
Created: Jan 13, 2014Document Media