whale

seeing the layers kept in the middle of my blue ocean

seeing the insides of this unthamed wale

my eyes gamble in the dark
they put as a wager my lips

sometimes red and many times rose
my brown eyes throw the dices
near my right soul. 1-1
my lips are sealed by a dream kiss.
my left hand sided soul raises the stakes
my eyes fight to keep their light open
they gamble again, but rules are rules
they need to raise the stakes.
Dices fell near my neck.
There is a leftover red spot that my mother will catch with her eagle eye in the morning.
4-6
again. My lips near your right ear as they tremble for a moment, a secret from the past comes your way. I touch your ear lobe and I hear metalic gates opening deep inside your body.

The bruises dissappear with every encounter. 

The whale flyes to her bed in the morning. Her mother will also check on her.