Drifting slowly in my simple sailboat,
Dreaming one day you'd choose to sail with me,
But I know my meek bark is no showboat,
Compared to he who reached you so quickly:
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I can't compete with his ship much grander,
Made of wood from the same tree as your own
Even if my craft surpassed his grandeur,
On his vessel, you'd feel as if at home:
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So I meander on barren waters,
Keeping careful watch of the open blue,
Just in case that my horror of horrors,
Comes true, drowning in your tears, I find you:
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The waves left in your love's wake josh my ship,
In case his sinks, I'm here to save your trip.
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Shackled Sonnets: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of sonnets about that which I shall never have. A girl I love, but she loves another. I have only recently been reading and writing poetry because of her, so hopefully, my writing will get better as time goes on. Check back for a new so...
