I'm falling into you.
Depth ridden eyes
drag me under,
where I willingly
fall into oblivion.
I'm searching
beyond your crooked teeth
for salvation
inside your voice.
And, I'm found
within your cold fingers,
within your silent heart.
Inside you I am
surrendered,
encumbered,
awoken,
alive.
4/1/09
Viola Grey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/billy-s-depth/
