Neptune's Lair
Sand pours from my fingers
Prompts me to enjoy my life
And as the cool breeze lingers
Lifting sea birds in their flight
My time stares me in the face
Still striving to fulfill
Life's just a long and tiring race
Break down, I never will
The bright sun dazzles the ocean's foam
Casting the darkness far away
As the waves are free to roam
Laughing as the children play
Serene damp wetness withing the deep
The salty aroma in the air
The sweet longing just within reach
To plunge into Neptune's Lair.
Yep, this is Irma, a little OOC but it's poetry!And Irma anywhere in poetry is OOC unless it's a limerick and I'm not good at those so please don't make me do one!
