I’m still drowning in your Aura.
The ship has sunk into “Utopia”.
– Your Eyes are enticing sirens;
(Plus) your price welcomes me.
Uninterrupted. – I’m catapulted
…by many seas, and one reason.
I’m out of season. Flowery eyed;
I’m sedated under the solidified.
So exhausted; I’ve fallen asleep.
I like [when you see] and I don’t.
So excited. I’m filled with [a sip].
But I will not swim back. I won’t.
© RICARDO SEXTON