PonyIsland

Paradise :: Loving :: Beneficent :: Fickle :: Playful

There's a place for sailors
in between the sound and mist,
past down depths and quiet graves,
at the point where currents twist.

Morality's a soft-lit thing
and has no bearing here:
just paradise, alone for those
the ocean called too near.

Forget yourself, your past, your life,
the ones you once loved true,
for the sand and trees and beauty
in this place are just for you.

Forever you can rest here
in the beaches and the sun,
for whatever dreams you wish
to have, the island sees it done.

She'll kiss you soft and playing,
with eyes as blue as sky,
and her kisses taste too sweet in truth
but you, of course, know why.

And if you don't, then "So?"
you say with no concern,
for questions here--like butterflies--
will always wait their turn.

So if you are a sailor
and deep water marks your soul;
a fisher, captain, mermaid,
and if tides can make you whole,

Then fear not the ocean's waters, or
the storm that's thrown you clean,
just cut your lines and trade your breath
for sweet kisses from the Green.


POTW #222




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