On The Good Ship
She never met the Captain
the ocean knew his name?
Rugged hopes clenched together by the threads of rapture embraced by him!
Late night secret sailings to the cave-of-bonfire-hearts-
reading charts...of his art? ...to show her his worthy way...
Danger was as close as a serpents shave?
the ocean knew her name?
the safety of his presence turned her cryptic voyage worldly.
Smooth vibes fastened together-
by the strands of everlasting space.
Sentenced early mornings...now freed by the protection of his compelling vision
With her one last desire!
he cast his breath among the pulse of time
to salvage their new beginning.
Thus a new day was born..
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