Not Like That, But Deeper Still
Your soul pierced the black,
guiding me to your shore;
to you, unmasked,
your amiable patina,
your inner light;
whitecap from ocean,
revealing your pain;
inside, you’re lonely like me;
we resonate without words;
I flew to you.
Love-at-first sight? Superficial,
unlike your beckoning lighthouse.
Inspired by Real Toads Art FLASH! / 55 in December, hosted by Kerry O’Connor.
Also shared at Poets United Pantry of Poetry and Prose #7.