All this time with sails crumbled Scared Matriculated Longing for the shores once more A rustic room Or a promise Four times removed And replaced With infectious imagery No It cannot be Between the silence There lies a message Please Don't let go These cotton sheets They tell of a true legacy To memorize a taste of strength I've searched too far Lunar sighs Or a deliberated throb Purity in nature Strings attached with missing pieces Is all I ask