Knifelike shoals comb the reefs of fate
intriguing as the foam waves mate
intertwined in voiceless keys
roundelays of vestal seas.
Sirens sound their blaring horns
awakening souls newly formed
returning from the haunted depths
retracing paths to old shipwrecks.
I see the shadows on the cliff
retreating ancient battlements,
a carved white goddess at the gate
rebirthings pained upheaval waits.
I call to her most in my heart
though we are years and lives apart
as the centuries folded splice
time trails open begetting life.
I call to her from centuries past
the one from which I have no mask;
'I want to be your Pirate Captain,
and you my prisoner upon the sea,
I need to be your Pirate Captain,
please say, you'll sail away with me.'
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