truelove is a riptide
the way we look at death
smiling
knowing there is a long ride
on either side
surfing the horizon
the way pelicans glide
just above the crest
flexing with each wave
impeccable timing
wherever we land next
is our nest
forever is wide
and deep
you peeped me in my true form
silver wings
weather worn
nearing the other shore
you were warned
from day one
once i’m in i don’t want to get out
the ocean always has a direction
swallowing doubt
digesting fears
regurgitating lessons
i understand now
taken
is a liberating sensation
full resignation
to the pull
of this creation