Underneath my skin resides
A myriad of multi-sides,
That often do appear when I
Attempt and fail to hide my tides.
They ebb and flow with ease of motion
Oblivious to every notion
Of a logical release,
For my ethereal mind peace.
They colour and engrave my veins,
With etchings made of taste filled pains,
And utter sweetly in my ear,
The hidden truths that tiptoe near.
The waves deluge my eyes and then,
Flood with wanton power when
I think I’m right and true and good
And take me like I know they should.
And so resist ephemerally,
My lure of words that naturally,
Dictate to you the need you feel,
Don’t turn away.