Caesura Aquatica

Voyagers, convene thyselves to return, among us... Caesura, crown nigh clod, a sylph unwept, elision thy silhouette, meno thy minuet... Thine late occurence on thee, wake of cerise sand Thou belief, like a billow, upon your whitish cheek, 'Twas marina bay, her twaddle a garb of mer, A henchman docks, thy quay, girdles stymie ebbs, but he cannot dream aloft a dream she confers... O'er to woo hand in hand, thou overture unto Sirocco, Plagues thy pirate ships, quakes men with mar, His and his only demand, an aegis for lagoons amidst... Once deluged, sun askew above, one abyss of bagatelles Deters a tocsin, feign mooting mammals, thy kin a boon, Aquatica, thee damsel for diminuendos, spurns thy sire, Her gentle mettle, calls thee, His fervor season calentures... Aloof thy celestial kisser, nay thy nine, vim domiciles solitary Doomed skulls ravish, an age id by ice, culls thee, for chastity, Some may not know, we died to have our love live, over and again, Amity vows posy littoral seaflowers, buoys colonnades of adventure... thence, cradles await upon matins, sail thy Oceanus genesis, amen.