Paris Poem by Madrason .

I need to eat
I need you to feed
I tred on your feet
just to eat you
so feed me or
need me or heed me
I dance with you
like the wave
throwing us
back and forth
'from the sure
and insecurity
from the shore and more
like never before
hear my heartbeat
here we clash
our foam and slash
an abalone or two
love runs thick
thicker than blood
love is a god
of a moments suspense
of what could be
love is a trinity
between you and me
and we
a melody improvised
by whimsical turns
little scratches, tiny burns
failed homoeostasis
lucky nursery
piercing the souls
piercing soil
to root earthily!