Thou, My Sea Poem by Crystal Rosser

Unravel mine woe-ropes of disarray.
Nigh-a truth
Carving forth desires
On planks delivered to sea.
Nothing I inhale tapers-Oh I, love
Desire to hear you breathless.
In a whirl, my mind a-flutter, though
Thou spellbound mine heart.
Inner tides wandering tender
Only by caress, delicate
Nest of warmth,
A fine burn a-freeing
Lit love, thou
Lit beneath mine breast
O'er mine warm flesh, for this is thee
Vision of silence, slow
Exhale-replenished am I.