Life's Umbilical Ink, (Love Letters Written By A Lady Of Renown) Poem by Captain Cur

Mon Amant De La Mer,

I am bound by the tendrils of remorse
that slowly choke and putrefy my speech;
I shy from the weariness of discourse
with this cold heartless man I lie beneath.
Hear me behind the breath of my clenched teeth,
endeared to you, the one that I crave most;
within the anthologies of our verse
words imbibed from life's umbilical ink,
some that burden me, others breed new hope,
in your wilderness of world both of us stay lost.

Loquacious