I am the sailor in the black ocean,
Unexplored, vast, shrouded in motion.
No map to guide, no stars to steer,
Only whispers of the unknown,
Full of desire, drawing me near.

The secret beneath the rippling water is untold,
Unexplored, for its depth comes cloaked in darkness,
Without a moon to cast its light.
I drift on waves that hum and sigh,
Hinting at treasures buried deep inside.

Without a compass or a guiding light,
The black ocean in the dark of night
Offers everything I may never find.
Its vast silences speak to my soul,
Turning each ride into something whole.

What lies below? Gems of light,
Diamonds that glow in eternal night?
A soul untouched, a mirror of me,
The darker it is, the purer it seems,
Its magnetism guiding my wandering dreams.

The ocean, unadorned, does not attract the world—
It is black, unseen, overlooked.
Yet in its depths,
A glimmer of hope and love binds me.
I got diamonds at the meeting of my thighs,
And I dance.

Its every wave destroys despair,
Every moment shared reveals its beauty.
Each drop of water, a gift to my soul,
Each ripple making me whole.

I am the sailor, the seeker, the dreamer,
The weaver of silence, the bearer of gleam.
The black ocean is no ordinary sea—
I’ll sail till my final breath.
Here, my masculine courage meets
The pure embrace of feminine energy.

Dedicated to Maya Angelou. I took the line “I got diamonds at the meeting of my thighs” from her poem “I rise”.

RSD