LAKE LAMENT

By Nathan Cabural

Taken aback by your dull beauty

As you cut cleanly through the mist

Your ripples shake the starry skies

At the beckon of my fist

The bats and bugs sing desires

While the ghosts cry their woes

To escape, I wade to the centre of you

Diving to find how deep sorrow goes

Whilst the leaves whistle a harmonized melody

My ears are deafened by your embrace

As well as my throat, being choked

How far down before I see your face?

Though you hold onto me, I cannot grasp onto you, while floating towards the depths.

Your scaly peers glare and judge.

My eyes close a second time, as I’m running out of breaths.

I hit the floor and surely, you were still there

A pale maiden, soft to the touch of my hand

And now I will drown here with you

As I grasp a fistful of sand

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