The Shipwreck Poem by James Merchant

The loveless letters sent perilously back and forth
Are churning the iron blue seas of the north
With what they hold inside few eyes gaze upon
But you have known all along

Alabaster panels on the walls of my little cage
I must admit it's odd to see you here, in fact it's rather strange

The wrath of Cupid put all into a pinhead
Was all a matter of self pity and virtue mislead
Well I've said my story but you didn't seem to hear a thing
Or maybe I've just now noticed you're wearing a golden ring

I've said my sorries but I'll never finish saying all of my goodbyes
Darling there's no need to speak, you said it with your eyes

The light of God now surrounds me just like skin
It's hard to find where faith ends and delusion begins
The watercolor lights that flood my earth brown eyes
Peer into my solemn reflection and see a disguise

Tripping over my oversized pair of clumsy feet
Mozart, Washington, Christ, all offended to say the least

The shipwreck holds a tired crew, who's lost all it's hope
Left with mutiny and suicide, they'll choose how to cope
Whittled down right to the last man in a cave dark and moist
This is not a time for us to trust our voice

Worn down! Worn down! Who is left to say,
'That with all my heart I love you.'
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