Where lays my soul, ashore; at the first origin of the sea?Two loves forged as one anchor; sleepless in the deepest chasm
of an azure, sky less ocean; Your heart Now, know, was that bind
untethered, broken, frayed; at the bottom; the end....
Fast and well laden; the tall standing ship's; I..
Our breathing, the unfurled sails; open to, against, grasping the sky.
Too welcome, no port; called home; no harbor or to moor; secure.
We journeyed many fearless storm; yet I, alone,
now push the untamed wind;
to Ram my veins upon a coral-ed shore
so claim be sanctuary forever
and never need for;
except desire, and remember
You, again, always, the more!:
