Untitled by Joshua B. Roth

I sit within the sound
The silence of my love
These words become an ocean beneath her
A succubus from above.
I sleep to dream
The solitary kiss
Her tangled hair
My waves to play with.
Rising of a midnight tide
Secret corals of the soul
She explores
Finding the love that I hide.
When songs of seagulls have ceased
I board the lonely ship


The Cup Of Aces
My tears from which I sip.
To sail her seas uncharted
Passion as my compass
How is one to travel
The distance of loves circumference?