The Sailor's Traps Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

TheSailor's Traps

On your sea wide bed
of procastination,

Let me desire grant your
wishes,
the wild populations,
ofsealyres,
to sing to you,

To hear the wind lusts
invade,
The bell tolls inside your body,
The seed who is willing to
propágate as beacon for the sailors,

the reason for their existence
There is not thine a poison of regret,
Thine is the reason
the potions of delight,

What provide the
wildest trap,
for sailors to come home to,