Of The Ocean II
By Morgan LeFay
Where be that place of ancient keening whale Of depths that reach from shadowed places there ANd call from sorrow they that cannot care From graves of ruins that have long past their fail Is't then the ocean that entreats with gail Of roaring tribute to the brave and fair And beckons as the sirens' lilting snare To claim thy heart with golden heroe's tale But as the temptress draped in silk and pearls that hides behind the mask of beauty's mist The sting of death's betrayel of your trust So is the wind to which your sails unfurl As well the sea shall serve her lovers' tryst To claim thy bones as sand in her sweet dustas ever any suggestions please and do compare this on to Of The Ocean (the first draft) Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 31 2001 03:18 AM PST 10 • 9
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