How can I live here with no real Horizon/
Only the open sea, of my soul
Filling me with lighthouse contemplation
I am a simple man, with gifts enclosed
.
These years elapse with words
That sift for someone like you
Mermaid and a Muse –
Give me your hand, I’ll seal it
.
.
Upon the open sea, where spirits
Reach the mountaintops, and take
Rivers back with the melting snow
Down gazing to the docks
.
Where Sirens cry for harboured lights
To be an ordinary woman
With hearth and common labours
Until, your wild spirit unbroken
.
.
Should return, from thence you came
How can I live here without you,
It’s too late to give my hand & heart
To those who would remain a mystery
.
I need someone intimate, convenient/
To put me in my proper place
One of my own kind, who might that be?
Wuji Seshat 
When I was little, I loved the song Part of That World. lol
Is that a song from the Little Mermaid? I’ll have to youtube it.
This ?
YES!! And I LOVE Sebastian the crab!!!
It made me smile, a part of us loves the unknown I guess. Now it’s my turn to say it’s an ungodly hour 12:55 am.
oh gosh…us poets are nocturnal indeed
Yes my average bedtime is 2am these days. Blogging makes me write differently, but it’s a welcome change.
This is super hilarious too!!!