Thru Maritime Miles 7-A Pirate's Plea

Dear Lori, my lady, my darling divine My vision of beauty, my radiant shine More precious to me than the tulips you bring That opened for me in the sips of my Spring Your lips are the dells of the wells that I drink The pink in the blues of the bells in my sink The sweet summer smells in the fragrance of rose That rise in the swells of the scents in my nose Your eyes are the orbs in my heavenly sight They sparkle and shine with the heat of delight They will me and fill me with starlight above They spill me the wine of your free-flowing love Your heart is my hearth and my pillow of peace My calm in the balm of a soothing release My ocean of milk in a free, flowing tide That follows my silk in a three-second glide The bubble you burst is my right of command The trouble you cursed by the sight of my band The fool that is me is no true folly dodger Perhaps what you see is a blue Jolly Roger The lack of a lift is a lofty complaint The loss of a gift to be more than I ain't The wreck of my ship and the flight of my crew Is leaving my trip in a seafaring stew The pleasure of you is the peak of my perk To leisure with you in a week after work A matter of lust that we leak in restraint A tatter of trust for the meek and the Saint To 'bide in your glow is to pause in your light The side that you show for the cause that is right The row that we hoe in our quest to succeed Will grow in the flow of the best we can feed The sorrow of loss is the second you choose To borrow the cross for the minute you lose The sting that we lack in our struggling ahead Will bring us right back to our snuggling in bed The loneliest heart is the strongest to feel The homeliest part that is longest to heal The rapture I seek is no climb of regret To capture the peak of a time to forget The tender respite is the right kind of love To render it right is the height of above The good that you show by the smile I see Is something you grow by the mile for me Dear Lori, my lady, and soon-to-be wife Your story of love is the glory of life Your gift is my song and the powers you bring To gather my heart in the flowers of Spring.