The Reddest dawns are born by sea,
On skies which glide beside the tune,
Of oceanic melodies.
Horizons guide her with the breeze,
Above a long-lived night in June-
The reddest dawns are born by sea,
Of oceanic melodies.
A star is serenaded through,
A host of clouded, opal scenes-
Dawn decorates them with her beams.
Spinning crimson, to the boon
Of oceanic melodies
Twelve seagull caw, they too believe,
That only God can dream this gleam…
For reddest dawns are born by sea,
Of oceanic melodies...
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Gorgeous; made if possible even more so, because I so rarely can see new poems now, and got no error message; and found the loveliest words, all nestled beautifully together..thanks.