Literature

Ephemeral

Through eyes of darkness, she watched
Quite as the passing gulls
Lost as the haunted ship
More beautiful than the rising moon
Sweeter than the captain’s food
But more deadly than the rip tide
Her wild locks smother the wind
Her tender heart breaking like shells
Her voice the push and pull of the tide
She is the all vicious love
Breaking love, forbidden love
She is the peaceful loneliness
Oh gracious loneliness,
The welcomed loneliness

She is welcomed and denied
Graceful yet coarse
She is everything yet nothing

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