Parquet Dreams

Ocean of thoughts

I wonder what you were thinking in that picture.
But how could I ever know, pictures don't speak.
Or they do?
If you look closely they say.

Your look like a puzzle
But you are more of a mystery.
And your answers are never straight.
I know you do it on purpose
And that is what I love about you.

Let me swim in that ocean of your thoughts.
So I can look for some answers from the depths unknown.

Who knows what I will find?

Wrecked ships, monsters, hidden treasure
Or just nothing but sand on the bottom.
I don't know.

I just want to dive and feel the warmth
Of the water.
The sensation of salt burning my wounds
Not to hurt me.
But to heal me.

~R~