arrowheadstalker's blog: "My Shit"

For Melissa

It is as if your eyes see right through me. So, I dare not stare too long. The urge to lose myself inside your eyes is growing much too strong. The waves, they crash upon me, their ever-present blue. They take me down within it. Oh god, now I am through. There will be no salvation for me; from this Medusa, I cannot look away. Unlike Perseus, I willingly surrender to waves I swim in every day.