May 11, 2014

I still think of you
Though you are far away
And the distance between us
Grows ever more.
You come to my mind,
Another boat, sailing across the waves
Of sunsets, books, and red wine
On which I have journeyed forward.
You name still drips from my lips,
And the rhythm sounds like
The melancholic splash of the waves
On the bow.
Aah! Though the distance grows
I can hear your voice
In my ears, faded but still certain,
With directness and purpose
That I enjoyed.
How sad is it that I must depart,
Trim my sail and leave your heart
On the waves, maybe another’s to find;
And travel the wild dark oceans
With only the vivid memory of your eyes,
Brighter than the stars that serve as my guide.


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