Rended clean by saltless ocean
As landlocked lovers the continent divides
Separated by tectonic motion
With waves of rock and sandstone tides
But o’ to sail those basalt waters
And cross upon a ship of air
To wash ashore upon your altars
Prostrate ‘fore my maiden fair
A kiss to touch your freckled nose
Your song to echo through my bones
A knight but armored in gallant prose
Set against the gray unknown
Join me free from intentioned time
Or drown me in this sea of lime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awesome imagery! captured the emotion so well...