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Eric the Red Oct 2020
3 Years of a ship out to sea
Declares never to return
Search parties dispatched
Souls lost to the bottom of the sea...

You’ll find me still at the wheel
In the plunge
Cold dark
Sea

Awaken what could never die
Hold me your mermaid arms
Pull me from this wreckage
Take out my splinters
Send up our flag

Adrift in waters
Nighttime sky
Whisper you love me
One more time...
Eric the Red Oct 2020
It’d be different if we had never met...
But we did
Not some bar or library or clumsy
Coffee shop coffee date
But an airport
Not a Friday or Saturday or Monday after
Work nice to meet you...
But a Thursday night into Friday
Long into the morn
It’d be different if our
First drink was wine or beer or one of
Those spritzers to ease into knowing you
But it was coffee at midnight
And conversation
3 hours felt like 5 minutes
And it’d be different if we hadn’t
Laughed and looked into
Each other’s eyes when
We made love
But we did...
It’d be woefully, painfully different
If we’d never met.
But we did...
Eric the Red Oct 2020
Say the right thing...
Govern thy tongue...
Elapse thy time...
Put it in your pocket...
Let it go...
Let her back in...
Love thee as if an hour exists
In time...
Anguished..
Time
Darling...
Eric the Red Oct 2020
This is just a theory or thought or
One man’s Stupid Opinion but
Maybe when we mixed our blood
We created an entity
A force
And when we said our goodbyes
It went to sleep
Dormant
Hibernating
And now it’s awake
Out of its cage
Wild
Free
Needing to be fed
Our
Words...
Course it’s just a theory or thought or
One Man’s Stupid Opinion
Eric the Red Oct 2020
It’s said that 3 earths can fit
Into the Red Storm of Mars
3...
One for every year
One for sadness
One for missing you
One for acceptance
3 earths
And in that universe you
Feathered for yourself
Filled with such an aplomb of
Infinite stars
Must’ve been one
Out of billions
Wondering
If I were staring at the same one as you
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Eric the Red Oct 2020
For all those
1
0
0
0
Days
1
0
0
0
Sunsets
1
0
0
0
Sunrises
1
0
0
0
Nights
Where my heart
Still said
Goodnight
To yours...
Eric the Red Oct 2020
How many times pored over you...
Sinking into a Requiem Sea
Drifting, Drowning, Undertow
Take me
Churning Years
To wait...
Wondering if your little
Green bottle with promises
I intended to keep
Would float past me ever again
.
PS: You visited me in dreams so I knew
the answer all along...
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