Song Of Songs Poem by Captain Cur

Near cliffside reefs I hear enchanting tunes
echoing waves that hide beneath moonlight's
silver breath, then I feel a sudden gloom
befall the awful loneness of their plight
in endless song repeating through the night.
Matron calls from steep slanted ocean scenes
on cliffside rocks that crown the sinking moon
tall cresting waves in gowns of glowing white
their voices seek the rhythm of my dreams
their tears revealed by the moonlight's crystal beams.