Tentacles of Love.

We speak louder!

I am right there, in the eye of this sea.

Mile after mile of blue after hue!

Tentacles of love I’m swimming from, you see.

Poison.

Of course not for you,

For me.

I am right there, in the grasp of this sea.

In the grasp of a sea monster.

Poison.

In the warm embrace of a creature.

I am right there.

Send a rescue ship,

With lots of canons and oil.

Bomb or suffocate the tentacles.

If I was a bird, I would never stop flying.

If I was a scorpion, I’d sting every ankle I’d see.

If I was crazier, I would fail to admit it.

We speak louder,

Can we tap out young?

Can we say the sea is crazier than us?

I will remain to be,

~Koome Manyara~

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