~ In Ethos

~ Love needs to breathe, not to suffocate...

 

~ In Ethos

 

 

 

Deep within the accustomed place I dive

It feels like late summer sun through waters hum

Burning my skin in paramount concentration

Narrative and spoken through my deeper throat 

 

I love to be lonely in the deep blue sea

Where observations and rumors

Only glossed by the sound and reverberate 

Of water that lives in and around my senses

 

There will be arise more vague sightings

Through time, space and a mind in quietness 

Compelled by morals I try to breathe

 

Within the waves of words unspoken

While the hand of my love goes through my hair

I love his touch as he let me live, and as we trust

 

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

I'm no woman you can suffocate, I love to be free...
And not lived by rules, and wishes of others.
Let it go, Let me live my way :)
For I let live you yours...
That makes me happy.
Friendship with true understanding
Both sides... no harm, no wanting to change
Another, just let eachother in eachothers value.
Other forcings have no effect on me... truly.





Thank you xx

Reviews

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Yes, totally agree with you! the beauty of the real woman lies in freedom, and this freedom is not to harm others, and not to be 'bad" is just to express yourself as you are! i love freedom too, and i cant survive anywhere but in free land...Your poem is wonderful world of soul, connected with her inner instinct and nature...i love all, specially :

I love to be lonely in the deep blue sea
Where observations and rumors
Only glossed by the sound and reverberate
Of water that lives in and around my senses

water is for sure your element, as i felt that before :) it makes you safe and gives you space of imagination...

Wonderful words dear, thank you so much :) X

[Kaylor Mason]

The depth of the wild seas can only be matched by the wild passion of a fiercely independent woman's heart . . . this is beautiful

Thank you for seeing that dear friend, you're wise.... :)

[Pax]

your a woman with free will... your free to swim the sea of life... a beautiful poem.

:) thank you dear, you get to know me pretty wel lol

[Pax]

;D your welcome... as i say before the poems are bits of pieces of ourselves... just scattered around in words of metaphors and puzzling wisdom..

The narrator can go in each thought out way, but it is indeed a piece of the narrators brain :) true...

[Ed Hart]

such a healthy voice singing out into the world

Thank you very much my friend!