We are all fish in the ocean, at peace, swayed by the current, letting go and letting it move you at it's will. Hook my heart with your looks, foolishly lured, I bite. Hooked, slowly the hook buries deeper and the line shortens. Eventually confined in your abode, drugged. Starved but addicted feed me often enough to keep me almost contious. Drugged, soul dark, hiding flame hidden behind, fed with genuine love, eventually bursts through and envelops, evaporates water breaks glass desperately flopping back to the ocean, spend, reuined with the current, peace bliss returns

- Sufi on the go ( post made via iPhone)