Ships of Love~

Borders crossed, paradigms shift,
ships of consistency run adrift~

Nowhere to grasp a note is found,
all ships save Love have have run aground~

Wishing to change the past’s dark season,
missing the moment, forgetting the reason~

Regret and remorse lay waste the chance
to mount this moment’s perfect dance~

That which confronts thee, here and now
will deluge the questions of why and how~

When you are lost in mind’s dark sections,
a hug or kind word will answer all questions~


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