Friday, June 7, 2013

Sea Loss

I have set sail across the sea.
'Tis only myself, and I, and me.
The gulls that fly in clouds above
Only have rights to all my love.
Far in the distance, horizons away
The soft slim fins of dolphins play;
The diamond waves caress the breeze.
'Tis only myself, and I, and me.

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