On my own again
Stranded on an island
Of my thoughts-
The waters that surround me
Are currents of my memories,
Swirling whirlpools of chaos
Keeping me isolated.
I can’t escape
The dangerous waves of
“What ifs”
Formed with the wind and the choices of my past-
But I’ll construct
My escape from this godforsaken island
With a study raft of good intentions
And move forward on unsteady waters
To a new world yet unexplored.
I yearn to be in your presence,
Feel the warmth you provide
Just from being near.
Cleanse my soul
While I drink in your essence
Upon my return
And soak you in.
I promise to visit soon
And we’ll converse
In our own language-
A code
Made up
Of whispers and secrets-
I’ll tell you of all my travels
And listen to your tales
Of everything you’ve witnessed
From around the world.
I can’t wait to see you again…
I’ll catch a glimpse of you in the distance
And you’ll wave,
Just like you always do,
Welcoming me home.
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Flowing red hair
Catching light
Catching fire
Long wavy tendrils
Caressing her body
Like the desire of your hands.
You hear her-
Her voice a cage
Surrounding you
Holding you captive
As you listen to the tune in her voice
Your ankles are shackled
The hum in her throat
Your hands are bound.
She sings her song
And your soul is hers.
Tell your lady that the sea is your mistress
Tell your lady that the sea is your mistress
Tell your lady that the sea is your mistress
The sea, she is your home.
Tell your lady that you’ll see her ‘morrow
Tell your lady that you’ll see her ‘morrow
Tell your lady that you’ll see her ‘morrow
The sea, she is your home.
Hoist up the sails and take her sailing
Hoist up the sails and take her sailing
Hoist up the sails and take her sailing
The sea, she is your home.
Drink some rum and praise her glory
Drink some rum and praise her glory
Drink some rum and praise her glory
The sea, she is your home.
Land, ahoy! Sweet dusk is setting
Land, ahoy! Sweet dusk is setting
Land, ahoy! Sweet dusk is setting
The sea, she is your home.
Calls thy name; the sea, she calls you
Calls thy name; the sea, she calls you
Calls thy name; the sea, she calls you
The sea, she is your home.
*Sang to the tune of “Drunken Sailor*