- Non-Erotic Poetry
- sailor blue
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Click hereancient mariner skippers an uncharted sea
His heart ebbs across the crimson horizon
an unmarked map his journey
littoral visions still looming
unsettling his once wobbly sea legs
a haunting reminder of lacerated seasons
sinking into an unending labyrinth
mourning guilds of the lost souls await
hope falls in a whimpering waterfall waning
he knows the night well as his senses
feel the aroma of a rainy smile
although storms been over quite awhile
gilded crystal tomb engraved
silently luring him into its grave
her name a chisel his heart her shrine
now just a sculpture buried deep
a path he had chosen so long ago
inscribing the tides of indigo...
- COMMENTS
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago...the way you use language. I've read others by you, and should have said so sooner.
