You ever miss someone you talk to all the time?
To feel them closer than the finger nails to the touch
the eye to the lash
pirate to the ship
sailing to get back to you faster to tell you
you’ll never need someone else.
The warning sign reads: selfish
selfish to want you all to myself
the wheel wouldn’t resist, if it could
anchor in the middle of the ocean
when your song is sung aloud.
Dive in the icy pond and swim-_swim
towards land for the last first time.
Saint's Muse 