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Not Quite Seaworthy
Note to a tempestuous lover (12 line verse, sparse rhyme) |
| Loving you flowed swift and clear: You hail from deep within my dreams. Yet I can find no port in your storm, And I'm not sound for the sea, it seems. It's raging waves of passion, I fear: Storms can take an awesome toll. So please, don't bring your thunder here-- Telling me I own your soul-- But, give me sand beneath my feet, A tantalizing view of sea: In time I shall abandon shore, And dare to swim in Destiny. |