Monday, 30 May 2016

The Sailing Wanderer

What makes me yearn for you
Is your unison with the winds

Laws of which you abide by
With all reverence.
Let me go through the crucible
For let my toxins free
All in your honor.

What makes me yearn for you
Is you reticence

For you only possess a superficial facade
How your evasiveness about the abyss 
only raises more curiosity.
Let me measure this chasm
To exempt myself from nothingness
All under the truest virtue.

Let me be the rover
To only infuse the very morals of Infinity.   

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