Author Information
Seafoam
I couldn't tell your skin from sadness on the dryest, darkest nights.
I refused to acknowledge the rising tides that licked my ankles, threatening to fill my lungs with seafoam. I threw my head back and laughed, instead.
I, born of Neptune, am no different from the hungry tides. I want to wash you ashore and squeeze the water from your milky skin. You'll be as translucent as a jellyfish.
And I will smile, disgusted and aroused.
Confused
You did write this poem though right? hahaha, either way its very good!
No
don't be confused this is the author
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/milkymelon/
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot