alpha scorpii

she has the posture of a scorpion
ever ready to strike down if you
show the slightest sign of weakness

yet you felt for her forearms
always scarred, fighting off monsters
in dreams with no apparent end in sight
in dreams you could never be a part of
you fell for those scars, which somehow
you felt on your heart, and a pure white
terra incognita - with a sting on rear end

a ship, with sails of the purest white
which created a chain reaction, which
ended up with a craving for salt and water
and a wish for smothering pressures, for hadal depths
-take away this false hope off of me, ah, it burns-
waves beating like thunder in the most silent night
a pointy topmast you see from time to time

yet rolls the night sky, leaving its place
to a new day, ah, i must believe in second chances
let's try it again, this time with feeling
may the numbness, the relic of the sting go away
dear sun, my favorite g-type star, my favorite burning orb
burn me with all your might, burn me to my core
leave nothing but what always is, what is true
venom be gone, monsters be gone, shadows be gone

she still trots around like a scorpion
a constellation on some stranger night sky
a forgotten memory, a distant pain
or a childhood lullaby