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Strapped When the eyes were closed I felt sensation as the wind carried me to new heights above the deck and in my nest now Strapped to the Mast... Lashed to yonder yard arms lips tipped with thoughts of salt cheeks singe with the heat of sunlight adrift on a sea of fury I venture on Embraced in a mist from Aphrodite past the throne of Neptune into the calming waters next to the isle of wonders I journey on I clench the fist of thunder sail with the Flying Dutchman drop into a massive cyclone engulfed by swirling waters I continue on Strapped to this Mast Thrown, bounded by the abyss fathoming the sea I emerge, rise up from the depths to the surface once more In search Will the albatross fly above find a resting place upon this shoulder use it as a nesting sanctuary In need Alas the thoughts, drained except for one that has bound me to this yardarm Love... |
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I know I have submitted this before but wanted to see any feedback on it. Thanks, Thomas
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