~She is the Sea~
by Charri Hensley on Thursday, 17 November 2011 at 13:10 ·
Written November 3rd, 2011
As with all things,
time and tide,
a heart is nothing,
if nothing is pride,
for in a song,
a birth doth come,
and a tidal-wave,
the coming storm.
From Port to starboard,
a line we draw,
in shades of dawn the mist is formed.
come Gail to me,
with a souls last song,
to bring the spirit of lovers home,
a kiss of moonlight upon the bow,
force of nature with out you now,
a clashing ebb,
within a prayer i seamen's dream,
the sirens call a bewitching thing,
yet in this Pantheon of want and need the sea will take with lust and greed.
She is a passion like no other,
a wicked,wanton woman,
a child ,
a mother,
the whore,
the cradle,
the watchers grave,
the giver of life and the heavens maid.
Lay fast young man, for time will be lost,
the sea is your mistress,
her will doth cost,
In heart nor soul she cares for not,
you are a toy and she a tot,
bring your treasures,
silver and gold,
and lay them for her hands to hold.
As with all things time and tide,
a heart is nothing if nothing is pride,
for in a song a birth doth come,
and a tidal-wave, the coming storm.
From Port to starboard,
a line we draw,
So when things are done and said in time,
call her name and find some time,
for if you love her,
she shall be a wicked bitch you'll always need,
lay with her and feel her charms,
and know dear boy this lovers arms,
she will be your one,
your forevermore,
your eternity.
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