I leave, a wanderer on an early eve
To greet the violet summerly sea
To take ahold upon some feeling
Of destiny, of wonder—and majesty!
Given kisses to the verge of aching
It impressed upon me silently
His Body wept cold crystals bereft
Never again to follow constantly.
But I had no heart, no way of seeing
How limpen land could set me free
In drunken fervor, my mast departed
Longing for true splendors everly.
Mirage split between earth and sea
The shoreline sang its sweet song to me.
The sun but danced upon the water
Mother-of-pearl echoed distantly.
As I traveled far and farther
Beyond the World-gates could decree
I gazed out desperately out yonder
Where could this treasure I seek be?
His warm sweet breath then came to mind
Flooding all suddenly, violently
He'd bloomed more than Eternal Spring
Winter-breath perfumed air with filigree
I could now see his tender soft skin and Soul
Willing me to eclipse the journey at sea
Staring intently at the moon-lust water
A familiar silver face stared curiously
But the shorelines song was now empty
For now I had gone to a higher power
And I could never go back intendedly
To the harp-filled siren angelic Choir.
To the star-filled unbound Dark Plains
To the still Total ebony
With many regrets I egress,
But I at last found Love at Sea.
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