Obsession

A short poem.

Can you see the surface now,
Leagues below and spiraling deeper?
Water turn red like roses,
Or love.
All I know and all I see,
Is us.
Did you glance away at the stars,
And drive me to tear down the sky?
Water turn red like roses,
Or rage.
All I know and all I see,
Is you.
Are you trying know to escape,
Is this current becoming too strong?
Water turn red like roses,
Or blood.
All I know and all I see,
Is me.