Catharsis
Pisces woman
come to your Pisces man
riding an ocean breeze
goddess of water...
She is angelic
a native mystery
her eyes pierce
my wildest imagination...
She is all
the love stories
and soap operas
of the world...
There is a
faint shade of light
in her eyes
transforming grief into relief...
She speaks
in Creole cascading rhymes
overflowing music around her
that soothes my troubled mind...
I texted her
wanting her over
forever again
She said
maybe tomorrow
I just gave you
a catharsis twice
last night...
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2015
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