"Ocean Eyes" — by Me (really)

She calls me Ocean Eyes
Because of the color
Not the depth—
She says they sparkle
Like the sun on the waves
Just beyond the sight of land
Where the horizon teases
Revealing just a sliver
A forbidden glimpse
Of what it holds in its breast
Where pure white gulls
Soaring to Heaven
Sing their hymn to the newborn dawn

I call myself Ocean Eyes
Because of the depth
Not the color—
I feel them resound
Like the vast salty deep
That makes godless sailors
Cross themselves and mumble prayers
Against the warren of nightmares
Where unholy creatures
With bulbous blind eyes
Burrow their bloody teeth
Into living flesh
To gain enough sustenance
To breed the next generation

She says to me
"You say beautiful things sometimes"
If only she knew

About Me:

I'm not really sure what to say here. I'm, umm... me! Last I checked, I'm the only me there is, though I've been hearing there's been alot of luck with cloning experiments lately.

I live in Maryland, work in Northern Virginia (just across the river from DC). When I'm not at work (unfortunately far too little time), I enjoy reading, writing, playing video games, having good conversations with friends, taking long walks on the beach... whoops, got a little carried away there.

I guess I'm just here to have a good time. Anything else you want to know about me, just ask! I don't bite... unless you ask really nicely...

Note to Visitors:

Sure, ratings are great and all, but I'm really here to meet people, not to get my ego stroked by a bunch of random clicks. I'd much prefer to get a comment to a rating, whether it's on my profile or on a pic.

Take your time, say something! Let me know you're a real person out there. I'll talk back, too, I promise. :)