using fog like a paintbrush
,god? smooth horizon
with your charm façade

& siren songs to call me
home. so alluring       so
sweet. how especially

neat - You wrap up sea
water & gift as a drink.
the weight of how i feel

could sink more than belly's
liquid yen - yet here i sail
on a catamaran of    'maybe

things will be different when
i see You                             then.'