A certain song the sea wind knows
it sends thru puckered lips,
like kisses blown, across the bows
of drowsing sailing ships;
and stirs their sleepy sails
from their slumber with it's tune,
unfurls their folded petals
and brings them back in bloom.
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 11:55 PM UTC
A certain song the sea wind knows
it sends thru puckered lips,
like kisses blown, across the bows
of drowsing sailing ships;
and stirs their sleepy sails
from their slumber with it's tune,
unfurls their folded petals
and brings them back in bloom.
