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A Poem About Asking For Love

Abalon Demar

(Stanza Poems)

Written By Nigh-Jee

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Background

This poem was created in a scholarly setting.

Professor Name: Kate Sanchez

Educational Institution: Community College of Philadelphia

Grade: A (Passed)


Synopsis

A man is known to break hearts but wants to better himself for a new man who’s interested.


When Sea asked Shore

to be his amor

he told him, 

“I want to be—more than to be

Abalon…Demar

I’m more than my lucious hair that gyre at the end

More than this necklace pearl that shines the riverbend

Eyes like the sun—blinding you in Davy Jones’s Locker

But don’t worry 

I changed paths like a stream coming from a river” 

Shore tells Sea,

“But I heard when others were loch’d in with you

they cried like weeping willows rooted in a bayou 

When they drowned you in their fears of restless roaring tears,

you would hide underneath your Abalone shell 

that sparkles, glistens—an aquamarine that never listen nor tell”

But Sea responds with,

“I’m no longer that fish out of water

The only thing that’s the same?

My eyeliner that is orange and my eyeshadow that is green

A toned body others loved like an ocean sunset scene

I won’t send a tsunami to engulf your sandy beaches and lanes

When lightning strike oil spills, I will rinse harbors with rain

If our romance ever drops onto the seafloor’s sunless chills

I will build the strongest submarine—giving boring life thrills

And swim it back—to the eye of a hurricane, where the calm waters make us sane”

Shore looks at Sea with dewy rheumy eyes,

“I know no love is perfect, it rises and falls like ocean tides

But promise our affection won’t turn into the lochness monster

Us wondering if it’s real or fake and swimming deeply within the lake

That our touches will feel like foam…


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