Platinum Savior

Watching the ships come into the bay Workers about, gathered on the quay Alone, I contemplate this here quandary Was taught never to air your dirty laundry You must present yourself with poise Hiding the inner turmoil and noise The cross I bear, my eternal penance Always front and center. Always in attendance It's presence has became familiar and quaint Comfortable. I admit, I've never been a saint I'm hard to rattle. I rarely let slip a quiver But to my surprise, there it was, a shiver With the ocean breeze wafting like perfume I'm taken back. Smells of peonies in bloom Visions of you swarm my brain. So handsome Glance at the ring you gave. Forever. Platinum You are what's at risk. These demons I must lose I've really got to start minding my P's and Q's