A Scent Of Sex


the ocean bleeds a scent of sex through the eye of it’s vortex learn to relax

to bask in the vast expanse between that of time & space

delve into the fresh water to quench your thirst for proof

one hand to hold a heart will mend

follow me to the cemetery

a chosen reed on the vine falling from behind

share a quaint casual kiss lone to dismiss


bury me deep in the sea of mere tranquility

in light of mere affliction a great cause to smile

the hand on the phone dial


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