When I'm Dead, Bury Me In The Ocean An attempt at poetry | Pisces Lunar Eclipse Babblings

Happy Sunday my lovers! Back from Puerto Rico and I’ll have a blog post coming soon documenting my trip. In the meantime a little attempt at poetry, inspired by my time with the ocean and the weight of the pisces lunar eclipse ❤️ xoxo, Ali Ann

She calls to me
No matter where or time of day
In the quiet there she is
Rushing in and out, lulling me back to her

When I close my eyes I can see her
Endless
Expansive
Enticing me with her siren song

I’ve no memory, yet every time I feel her
It’s as if she sings my song
A hymn drowned deep within me

When I go to leave
I can feel her beg me to stay
The desperation to pull me back in
Begging me to not fight her current

But I fight
I fight myself mostly
I fight the part of me that craves her
That begs to be dragged under

Still we both know that it’s not yet time
Cursed to yearn for each other
Mourning each time we are separated
Because there are reasons I left and reasons she stays

But one day
I’ll have finished searching for more
I’ll remember our song and how it felt to call her home

So
When I die, take me to her
When I’m dead, bury me in the ocean.