I wrote this several years ago while getting my bachelor's degree. It is quite possibly my favorite poem written at KU.
Roane
He is the ocean to my eyes
The ebb and flow of blood through my veins
The tidal pull of the moon on this
My earthly soul
He sings
And I am lost drifting
In the warm
Wet
He shows me Manannan's horses as they
Rise up from the water and race-- crashing upon the rocks
He smiles and the stars come tumbling down
To shatter
On the ephemeral border between land and sea
Him and me
We are
Lunatics dancing
Moonstruck and
Mad
He calls me mo chroi
My Heart
In the cold air, where he touches me,
I burn
He tastes purple to me
Of night waves and reflected sky
My fae, wild man
He is a wild thing
A magic thing
Ruled by the forces of nature
The moon
The sea
The tide
When he is gone
I will look out at the ocean
And remember
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