A sailors song

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Do you not see.

do you not understand?

I ask, not for selfish reasons,

rather I desire to please,

I cannot see a time

or place without you, 

do you not fathom that

without you I would be

scattered upon the wind.


Already it whips through my hair,

carries my scent

towards the shore,

unrelentless it pulls

at my heart strings,

the wind and sea,

they call to me.


Oh my bonnie lass,

please understand,

I do not want to leave,

no more than the tide

wishes to leave the shore,

I long to still with you,

our toes in the sand.

But they call to me.


Alas, now I must go,

but I shall return,

my love awoken anew,

with fond thoughts of you.

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