I boarded a ship and it was tied to the port.
For 2 years it dint move.
I looked at the doves from far off.
and all the while she saw me and smiled.
played with her hair, and her eyes- dyed.
Autumn greeted with sly smile
winter was harsh and riled.
few counted their memories
few mouthed their ghostly nights.
and all the while she saw me and smiled
played with her hair and her eyes- dyed.
Changing colors, my friend and I see
dancing lights under a prism display.
I wanted to cross the river of guilt.
he wanted to enjoy the show wallowing in bay.
and all the while she saw me and smiled
played with her hair and her eyes- dyed.
Then one day, as I walked off the boat
into the glimmering lights of shore.
She walked beside, close to my face
time stopped for the angel draped in lace.
and all the while she saw me and smiled
played with her hair but her eyes died.
My commiserations
but beauty fades!
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