End's Egress
He bade him well and caressed the sea
Their lips deplored and pined prithee
As hearts had quelled and tidings lorn
As romance sailed towards love's newborn
Once a dream had therein seen
Entreats that time which charm's convene
My soul entreats and whispers why
And the waters take my once forby
For towards night's nigh
Where
wind's winter gales
For which dance's die
As passing passion sails
Copyright © Benjamin David | Year Posted 2014
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