Pray For Fire Poem by Dead Beat Poet

You are swimming around,
in my liquid head.
First you splish then you jump,
and then you land in my bed.

I'm drifting in your beauty,
you are my last hope.
Weave for me the length of your love,
and from it make me a rope.

I just set my boat on fire,
and lit my last flare.
The moment that I saw you,
I used my last prayer.

It doesn't matter you're in the distance,
and off trajectory.
I will swim with endless persistence,
but only if you command me.