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