So alluring, the thing I love most captivates me in fear. 

Its shimmer reflects in my eyes, taunting me with its beauty. 

The mystery it holds deep within whispers to me, holding my gaze. 

Minutes, hours; it feels like days go by as we’re staring at each other, wondering in silence. 

Its silky form ripples at my feet, pulling me in. 

Embraced by its cold grip, the life force grows, talking control. 

Anticipation rushes through my body. 

Anxiety spills out. 

Its strength storms my chest, my eyes blur with salt water, the air is stripped from my lungs. 

And I am left staring into its intoxicating body. 

Jay Morrison

Jay Morrison is a poet and writer from a small town outside Ottawa. She writes to explain her thoughts and express herself through detailed imagery