March 19, 2015

Across Such Stormy Waters

Across a pool of liquid glass
I know my sailor sails the sea
He, my man, and I, his lass,
I wait for him to come to me
Across a pool of liquid glass.

Across that distant rolling dune
I know my sailor thinks of me
His briny heart, it sings the tune
Of our distant lover's-song
Across that distant rolling dune.

Across a mirror of shining sun
I know my sailor feels the chill
Regardless of the Warming One,
There's a tempest, cold and shrill
Across a mirror of shining sun.

Across the waves of ocean
My heart pines for my man
His ship, forever in motion,
Leaves me far away on land
Across the waves of ocean. 

Across such stormy waters
My heart shall brave the gale.
The only children left are daughters;
The race of sailors soon will fail
Across such stormy waters.

Across a pool of liquid glass
I know my sailor thinks of me
He, my man, and I, his lass,
I wait for him to come to me
Across a pool of liquid glass.


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