If someone, someday whispers trusting lines
I’ll manifest the sea and watch him float
(but make sure I have kept my tone resigned)
And hope the salt won’t devastate my throat
Though sails are white where lovers used to lie,
And bitter truth has long since cast away
The deck is steady when you fill my eyes
My scurvy tongue a victim of your sway
With melodies of silence on his lips
He hums a tune and spills my breath undressed
Much can’t be done with men that steal a kiss
But I’ll resist until my points addressed-
For vocal chords that haven’t sung in days
Can never be desired in your gaze.