| Word Prompt: Sailor |
April 28, 2023.
3:25 pm.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I swear: the sea calls to me.
I hear its melodies in my sleep;
Its alluring plea.It tears at my heart and forces my feet to move.
I swear I don't want to leave you.
It takes over my heart and mind;
It makes me forget about you for a while.Someday, you might wake up in an empty bed;
find me gone, without a trace.
Will you blame me? I was only a broken sailor.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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