Infinite Poem by Tsani Jones

An anchor of fallacy
Will not hold your
Galleon upon my seas.
My winds shall press.

And one day you
Shall float, mighty,
Proud - the visage
Of your perfection.

Dolphins leap in a
Midnight ocean of
Salt to a sea of
Monnlit oxygen, then return.

Hornblowers of the deep
Announce you in full
Regalia, the call to worship.
You created this.

My love for you grows
Where it thinks it cannot,
Spills over onto the
Shores, sinking to your sand.

I send eaglets
To scatter the
Lurid seagulls picking at
The stones left in your heart.

Let me be your buoyancy.
I want to lap against your
Hull and lull you to
Your peaceful ethereal dreams.

I want to lift your
Signet high to the
Nations. Show them
Whose side I will not leave.

The serendipity!
To be the foundation
Of your voyage,
A scattered seashell of your thought...

A pond is pleasant.
Rivers are swift and exciting,
But they can dry
To bleached bone.

I am your ocean
And firmament.
I do not evaporate,
I am your Eternal.

Our love is our infinity.